A friend of mine recently asked me what I feared the most.
Sharks. Definitely. And walking through spider webs. (Seriously, I’m getting a little sweaty just typing this.)
I had to actually spend a few days thinking about it before I could give him a real answer.
I came to realize that what I fear the most is coming up short in life.
I don’t mean wishing I had made more money, or that I had been able to drive a better car – but a fear like when you were a little kid and you wanted to be an astronaut.
Then one day you realized you weren’t going to be an astronaut, you weren’t even going to be a professional athlete (that was my fall back, I was going to play in the NBA).
I had big dreams. What can I say?
I’m okay with the fact that I’ll never get to go to space, and I’m finally coping with the fact that I’m not going to hit a late growth spurt and make it to the NBA.
But I’m at a weird point in life where I still have big dreams. Dreams that seem completely obtainable. But so did being an astronaut.
I’m not discounting the importance of being happy with what you have.
I am married to the most amazing woman in the world, I have 2 incredible kids, a comfortable house, a decent car, and we just got a puppy.
What I fear is not about having more stuff, but about not measuring up to what I thought I was capable of.
At the end of the day, what I’m most afraid of, is looking back on a life that wasn’t well spent.
Then I came across Joshua 1:9.
“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.”
Until I am able to trust God, I will always come up short.
The same goes for you.
God will take your fear and give you courage.
He’ll take your weakness and give you strength.
He will be with you wherever you go.
So have I overcome my fear?
In short, no.
It’s still a struggle, but every day I walk with God my fear gets smaller, and my reliance on Him gets a little bigger.
Getting over a fear isn’t like flipping a light switch but more of a slow fade.
With God’s help, I am beginning to see more of Him and less of my fear.
How about you, what is your greatest fear? What have you done/are you doing to overcome it?