Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Facing my Giant
I'm completely in awe of David. Not only did he dare to face a massive moose of a man probably twice his age and size, but he actually took the offensive and charged the guy with nothing more than a slingshot and a few stones.
We are all too familiar with this story and David's bravery is the focus in many Sunday School classes. But here's something about David that is not taught as often: A few years later, he ran for cover when Saul was trying to kill him.
Now THAT'S the David I can relate to!
Everyone has them, right? Giant fears that make our knees quiver, our hearts race, and our sweat glands work overtime.
According to selfhelpcollective.com, here is a list of the top 15 fears:
01. Fear of flying
02. Fear of public speaking
03. Fear of heights
04. Fear of the dark
05. Fear of intimacy
06. Fear of death, dying
07. Fear of failure
08. Fear of rejection
09. Fear of spiders
10. Fear of commitment
11. Fear of flowers
12. Fear of driving
13. Fear of dogs
14. Fear of dentists
15. Fear of snakes
Can't quite grasp the fear of flowers thing. Maybe because there might be a bee on one? I can understand that, as bees and wasps definitely top my fears. Other fears on the list that I can totally identify with are spiders, snakes, failure, and rejection.
Oh yeah. And public speaking.
They say that one way to overcome your fear is to face it head on. Believe me, I won't be looking a spider in the eye(s) any time soon (not on purpose, anyway. Shudder), but I will be facing my fear of public speaking. As I've mentioned in a recent post, I have agreed to teach a workshop at the FaithWriters conference in August. Anyone who knows me is gasping at the realization that I agreed to this. But wait. The shock doesn't end there. I have since agreed to teach TWO workshops.
I'll wait while you pick your jaw up off the floor.
It does help that I know a little bit about the topics I've agreed to speak on. But the thought of standing up in front of a room full of people is enough to send me on a run to the pharmacy for hive medication. Or a tranquilizer. Or both. And I'm sorry, but somehow I don't think imagining everyone in their underwear will work for me. Might make me throw up...
But, since I believe God is prompting me to do this (He has much more faith in me than I do), I am determined to make this a "David and Goliath moment" and not a "David and Saul moment."
I will not run for the hills or hide out in a cave. No way! Especially not when I have a cushy hotel room with a chain lock on the door to escape to.
The only good thing about the whole thing is that I still have six months to prepare.
So what about you? What fears are holding you back? Any you're ready to face?