Have you ever started worrying about something small until
it became something so big and scary you weren't sure how to handle it? I
realized this week that there are a few things that I've been allowing to build
into huge scary things. Last week I started reading about another Katie, about
my age who felt called to forgo college and move to Uganda and start an
orphanage. So she did.
In her blog she touches on the subject of fear
several times. In the end it was this that
struck me: For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power, love and self
control – 2 Timothy 1:7 (ESV). I know
that God has given me a spirit of power and love with some self control in there somewhere.
It just took me a few days, and a lot of prayer to be reminded of that. I’m sharing three things that I've been scared to do. I did them all this week. And it’s only Wednesday.
1. Took a taxi by myself.
This is something that might not seem like a big deal to
most of you. So why is it a big deal here? First off, my staff house pretty
confusing to get to. After 2 and half months here, I’m finally just starting to
figure out where I live. I’ve been worried about leaving the staff house and
being unable to get back because I have no idea where it is. While that’s still
a bit of a concern, I’m a lot more familiar with the city now so generally I know
where I am.
