Fear hangs out right next to whatever it is you’re most called to do. That means the closer you get to your calling, the louder fear sounds. Keep going–fear is a chihuahua that sounds like a Doberman.
-Holley Gerth, You’re Made For A God-Sized Dream
Dear Chihuahua of Fear,
When I worked in a veterinary clinic, I began to dread when chihuahua’s were brought back to the treatment area for nail trims or exams. They are sometimes called in the animal world ‘the land shark of the little dog’ because they can snap and bite unexpectedly and with the verocity of a terra-dactyl.
So often this is how fear shows up in my life – a growling, menacing presence in the face of my dreams.
In circumstances where I require courage, I default to the worst thought, the most horrific outcome. I’m sure this is in part because there have been times in my life where I chose to believe the good in the situation, and the worst happened. In my mind, you–the outcome I most feared– won.
But I’m DONE with you fear. I’m DONE with cowering in the corner, scared to face you. I’m putting a muzzle over your mouth full of lies. I’m taking my thoughts captive, I’m leaning into divine courage, I’m choosing to push through the nerves and worry to my calling and each task before me.
I’m embracing you all covered with blankets and muzzles, with your eyes bulging, until you learn you can’t exist in my life in this way. I’m learning that you manifest as fear so often to mask the pain of hurt, shame and disappointment.
We’re turning a corner, my little scared yipping heap of furry despair…
Let’s soak in the truth of love and grace and courage until the muzzle comes off and the tail starts wagging. Let’s rest in God’s loving arms of assurance until the yelping, clawing and scratching stop. Let’s allow the healing to take place and leave our inner victim in the past. Let’s believe our faith is enough to carry us out into the world with all the courage and grace we need.
I’m linking up with other dreamers at Holley’s place today. Oh, and as a fellow dog lover and owner, no offense to my chihuahua-loving friends or their pets….In an ironic twist, I’ve actually taken my own sweet puppy to the vet today.