Monday, 14 May 2012

List Therapy.


Making lists soothes me. Sometimes I even catch myself praying in list format. This could very well be a symptom of OCD... I’m choosing to embrace it.

Anyways.

Fear. I have a lot of fears. Fears regarding Bolivia, fears regarding the future.  And some really random fears that have no basis in anything. I Googled them. It made me feel slightly less insane knowing there’s someone out there that took the time to scientifically name them. I’d like to think that OCD list-making is a few notches below that feat on the crazy ladder. For your reading pleasure, here are a few:

1)      Chronophobia - Fear of time. Sometimes, life just drags on. Kind of like Bolivian internet. Other times, it moves really fast. This intimidates me. There’s so much I want to do. I don’t want to miss anything. Time changes people. Sometimes this is a good thing. Sometimes this is a great thing. Other times, it makes me sad. Time takes people places. Schools, jobs, foreign countries. Time changes. Time separates.

2)      Podophobia - Fear of feet. I have no idea where this came from. There’s just something about them. I can’t handle it.

3)      Xenophobia - Fear of the unknown. I have no idea what I’m going to do with my life. Usually, I am okay with this. But sometimes, the future is a wee bit scary. What if I were to stay in Bolivia for the rest of my life? I say I would do anything for God, but could I seriously leave everything behind, and live this life without a return ticket? On the other hand, what if I were to live in Prince George for the remainder of my time on earth? I claim my contentment is in God, but could I really surrender all my plans?

4)      Soteriophobia - Fear of being incapable. I have a little bit of an inner feminist that occasionally slips out. I admit this. I like to do it myself. I’m kind of like a 2-year old. I’m scared of needing someone else’s help.

5)      Parkophobia - Fear of parking. Anyone who has driven with me in a crowded, or even maybe-not-so-crowded parking lot understands this. If there is even the slightest chance of me hitting another vehicle, I will park 3 blocks away in order to avoid this. If there is a chance of me having to parallel park, I will park 10 blocks away in order to avoid this.



I recognize that these are not rational fears. There are very few things in life that deserve to be feared. Fear is a liar. And for every BIG fear I have, I have someone bigger. Instead of living with fear, I will live in fear of the one who created everything. Who created time, feet, the future, the past, too-big-for-me tasks, and ground to park that car. I will fear the one who calms all my fears.



Because:



1)      Malachi 3:6 - “I am the Lord, and I do not change.” When everything changes, He will not. I will be content with this.

2)      Isaiah 52:7 – “How beautiful are the feet of the messenger who brings good news.” Feet are beautiful. I will accept this.

3)      Jeremiah 29:11 – “ ‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ says the Lord. ‘They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.’” Nuff said.

4)      Matthew 18:4 – “So anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.” I am human. I do need help. 

5)      Exodus 23:20 – “See, I am sending an angel before you to protect you on your journey and lead you safely to the [parking spot] I have prepared for you.” Amen to that, Moses.



Fear will not hold me.

3 comments:

  1. PS. If you expected to hear about Bolivia, and were disappointed, my aplogies. Photos are now on Facebook thanks to Miranda Penson!

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  2. Bre,
    1.You're beautiful (inside and out)
    2.I miss you.
    3.I love you.
    4.I'm proud of you
    5.I cry
    6.6 weeks is gonna fly by, enjoy it cause you'll be home soon enough.
    7.Laundry room + summer + you + me + Chanelle + london fogs = bliss

    Mo.

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  3. I'm pretty sure your list making has something to do with being your mother's daughter!
    From, Another avid list maker!

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