Fear gripped me in the pre-dawn dimness! Had I tackled a writhing anaconda? What made me think I could weave all the intriguing elements of fiction into flowing perfection? What made me think I could capture readers’ attention … entertain them … inspire them … make them feel my characters’ passions as they pursued their dreams?
I squeezed my eyelids shut and burrowed my head into my pillow. Even if–by some fluke–I managed to do all that, what made me think someone would publish my novel? The marketplace grew tighter every day … the competition greater. I was getting older!
I groaned. Was I out of my mind? God, you gave me this dream. I’m doing my best, but I’m scared to death that I can’t pull it off.
God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love and of a sound mind.
Wha …? The words from 2 Timothy 1:7 (New English Bible) wrapped me like a warm blanket — words I had written on a note card and kept on my desk as a reminder that fear is not from God. His enemy uses it, pressing in to squeeze the life from my creative efforts … to stop me from accomplishing the good God gave me to do.
I threw back the covers and bolted out of bed, wielding the words like a sword. “God has not given me a spirit of fear!” I shouted, “but of power! Of love! And a sound mind!”
Fear slithered away.
Taking a deep breath, I marched into my home office, vowing to fight fear with the Word of God every time it showed its scaly head. For “I can do everything through him [Christ] who gives me strength (Philippians 4:13, New International Version)” and “with God all things are possible (Matthew 19:26, King James Version).”
Sitting down before my computer, I prayed as I booted up. Time to get to work … with the Lord.
Thanks again, dear reader, for sharing my journey. Until the next time … Fight fear and work with the Lord!
Copyright 2004 Beth Ann Ziarnik
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