January 9, 2012 by Andy Whisenant
Fear is a jerk.
A big, in-your-face, no good, rotten, terrible jerk.
And I lose to him far too often because I give up too easily.
He keeps me from trying new things.
He keeps me from taking chances.
He keeps me from pursing old passions and new ideas.
Take writing as an example. I love the written word and really believe that it has incredible power and effectiveness when used properly. When I’m writing, I feel alive. Life makes a little more sense when I’m able to put words to a situation.
But if I really believe this, then why haven’t I written anything in over a month? I could go with the holidays/had to work/other things came up line. And while this is partially true, it’s an easy excuse to hide behind because it keeps me from facing the real bully in front of me…fear.
If I’m honest,
sometimes a lot of the time, fear keeps me from pursuing a craft that means so much to me. I fear what you’ll say about something I’ve written. The fear of publishing something that is just poorly constructed or confusing keeps me from even trying sometimes. I’m worried about what you’ll think about what I write, and consequently, what you’ll think about me based on what and how I write.
Lame, I know, but it’s a real fear.
When I let fear be the jerk that he really is, I automatically lose. But he’s had far too much power for far too long. It’s time to stand up to this monstrous bully and stare him down. He’s won enough battles lately and I’m tired of getting beat up by him.
Let’s develop a fiery, inextinguishable passion for living and thriving. Let’s put ourselves out on a limb. Let us march forward on the path set by the One who knows that everything will be alright in the end. Let us complete what we dream and let us not be disappointed when some of the results are not exactly what we wanted. Let us not be afraid of failure; let us be afraid of not trying.
When 2012 comes to a close, I hope to look back on it and realize that this was the year that I stood up to the bully called fear and won the battle. I want to be able to say that I really understood what it meant to trust Christ enough to walk into the dark, uncharted areas of life knowing that I really have nothing to fear.
Because, really, in the end, fear is just a big jerk.