People are afraid of all sorts of things.
Even clowns. Especially this one.
|(Oh great, now I'm going to give myself nightmares tonight.)|
None of those really bother me that much. (Except Pennywise the Clown from the movie It. He bothers me.)
What am I afraid of? Silly things like writing a book.
I have at least six projects started. I'm not sure if all of them have the potential to turn into a published work, but a few of them do. I'm just afraid to sit down and put the time and effort into writing them.
I like the idea of a finished book, but I'm afraid, and so I do other good things so I have an excuse for not writing. It's not even that I'm that busy with those other things. I have plenty of time to write, but my anxiety keeps me stuck in limbo.
I'm unhappy with where I am, but I'm afraid of where I want to go.
I think I'm finally getting sick enough of my lack of forward motion that I'm ready to push ahead.
I had a little talk with my wise husband tonight. He must get so tired of repeating the same words of encouragement over and over. "I believe in you. I know you can do it, you just have to write the book."
I don't know what you're afraid of right now. Maybe it's a new job opportunity. Maybe it's a leadership role you don't feel ready for. Maybe it's a new relationship opportunity. Maybe it's a clown.
Whatever it is, you can do it. It's worth the risk to attempt it even if it doesn't turn out the way you hope.
I realize that I've missed a great opportunity in recent months. When I've been sitting at my desk and my anxiety rises about writing I've turned to Facebook and Netflix to escape my fears. Instead, I could have turned to God and talked to Him about everything I'm feeling. I could've prayed until the anxiety passed and I was ready to tackle that writing.
I'm going to try that this week. How about you?