Sharing the journey…

I’m not quite sure, but I think obedience has a way of catching us completely off guard. For me, it definitely does. When I say “here,” I’m not talking about a specific place—you might think I’m referring to how I ended up blogging, but I’m really talking about this space in my life. I’m doing things that are completely out of my comfort zone, and more times than I care to admit, out of my sphere. I’mma keep it a buck with you—I wouldn’t have signed myself up for this, that’s for sure.

I’m sure I’m not alone in this, but I’ve spent most of my life scared to just try. Scared I’d fail, scared I’d fall, terrified I’d land flat on my face. That, my friend, is a lot of pressure. Too much pressure. It was paralyzing. Suffocating. And I’d do this in every area of my life—in my friendships by not showing up in my fullest capacity, in my career and school by just not trying, and even in my relationship with God by partially obeying because I was too afraid to be uncomfortable and challenged.

Sheesh. That was a hard reality to face. I was living in fear. Until, one day, I was just tired of it. Then, moment by moment, day by day, decision by decision, I began to shut the door on fear and choose to live. What I didn’t know was that I wasn’t just surviving—I was meant to live abundantly, the way God intended for me. So, I started trying new things, even the ones that made me uncomfortable, because facing fear isn’t about the absence of being scared—it’s doing it anyway.

And here we are again, trying new things. HA!