This prompt was harder than most things I write about. I sat here thinking to myself “what am I afraid of?” and of course things like bats and car crashes and dying come to mind. But really? Whatever is going to happen is going to happen. So am I really scared of those things? I don’t think that’s quite the right word.
Years ago when I was pretty young (some tweenish year), I remember a summer when I had a hard time going to sleep because I would lay there thinking about all these bad things that could happen. I would imagine burglaries and people dying and horrible situations. Seriously, I have quite an imagination! I freaked myself out. What would I do if this or that happened? Truth is I have no idea. Hopefully my house will never catch fire and I’ll never have to fight off a criminal. And no amount of worrying will help. Over time I simply forced myself to not dwell on things like that and pray that I can deal with whatever comes my way. Smoke detectors and self-defense classes don’t hurt either though 😉
The only thing I can think of that really does scare the bejezers out of me is evil/demonic things. I will absolutely never watch things like The Exorcism of Emily Rose or anything of that nature. I think that’s mostly because evil is very real. And I don’t want any part in it. Whenever I am faced with either thoughts of stuff like this or clips of trailers or something I always say a St. Michael the Archangel prayer because he is a beast at defeating evil.
And that is that. I’ve killed spiders with my barefoot (gross, right? I know.) and live life on the edge without fear of the future because I know God’s got my back and won’t get me into anything he can’t help me through.