Tag: fear

• Twist And Shout–With A Splash

  In a world that, for the most part, embraces the value of cleanliness, there are two groups of people. Those who shower–the git ‘er done folks who don’t dilly dally, and the soakers–those who embrace the peace of the moment. With limited time, I value a few moments alone to think in the shower. A…

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  April 16, 2015

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  baths, fear, Florida, frustration, geckos, Jesus, panic, paper towel, PETA, shower

• You Can Sit There, But Don’t Look At Me

  Of all the things in the world that cause deep, visceral fear in people, one that’s greater than the fear of death is the fear of speaking before a crowd. With every eye on you. Every face turned towards you.  Center of attention. My stomach turns just thinking about it. And I have to do…

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  November 10, 2014

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  confidence, fear, fear of public speaking, Jesus, listening, masks, speaking in public

• Playing For More Than Fun

  Playing is fun. No matter what your age. Playing releases endorphins that make us feel good. It allows friendly competition without fear of serious consequences. Except for those few who lose sight of what a game is. Then there’s the laughter that often comes with playing. Anywhere from tickled giggles to deep belly laughs. The…

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  October 20, 2014

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  artwork, authentic, fear, fun, games, God, hiding, Jesus, masterpiece, playing, real, recreation

• It’s All About The Mornings After

  When people get married, they can’t conceive of what life will be like way down the line. Say, forty years. John and I celebrated our fortieth wedding anniversary this past Sunday. (Yes, I was seven when we got married.) We couldn’t know what being together that long would look like. Not on our wedding day.…

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  August 18, 2014

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  anniversary, challenges, commitment, crises, fear, God, marriage, merry-go-round, Parenthood the movie, roller coaster, romance, weddings

• Maybe You Need To Try Another Tree

  “How do you learn to climb a tree, Nana?” Isley was staring up into the branches of a large-limbed live oak tree. Head cocked way back.Very tall tree. Very small girl. “You try. You just start climbing. It might not be easy, but you won’t learn if you don’t try.” She pondered that. She looked…

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  May 19, 2014

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  falling, fear, fear of failure, God, perception, tree climbing