Dear self,
I see the fear. The way you can't look me in the eye in this mirror because the fear has overwhelmed you. It's like that time in middle school when those boys swore you stuffed your bra after hitting puberty that summer. I remember the days you feared lunch time because they would throw rolled up toilet paper balls at you. Even though you knew your truth (#helloperiod and #firstrealbras ) you kept your eyes down, avoided them, and literally wished you could turn invisible. It was easier to curl up, retreat, and back down than to face the risk of defeat. And here you are same little girl in a grown up world (but different bra size), too afraid to hold your chin up.
Today, fear seems like it's winning. It's too big, too strong, too overwhelming for you to compete against. So quickly, you've become unsure of all you thought you knew. How does someone conquer such a giant when they find themselves just wanting to turn invisible yet again?! Is there some magic switch that we can flip on when those around us say so casually, "just trust in God". It's simple. Yet not.
Here's the truth sweet friend. Fear, ain't nothing but a thing. Call it like you see it. Pull the rug from underneath it. There's no mountain too tall, no valley too low for the love of God to reach you. Just like you knew your truth back then, you know the Truth of His word today. Your faults can't be held against you. You're strong within your weakness. That goal? It's obtainable. Those obstacles? You'll overcome.
