No Fear Here, Well… Maybe A Little

My family loves to scare each other. We will go through great lengths in order to make one of us scream! It’s not totally fair that I’m one of the targets because you can be standing right next to me and say, “boo” and I’ll jump, scream and usually hit. The hitting thing is out of my control. It’s my natural reaction to danger!

My husband, on the other hand, is so obnoxious! I will squeeze my giant adult body into a tiny space and stay there, pushing past the cramping that’s building up in my legs, just so I can jump out at the perfect moment and scare him. But he NEVER gets scared. NEVER!!! One time I jumped out and he was a little closer then I thought and it scared me. I literally screamed in fear, trying to scare him. You can imagine the good laugh he got out of that. (insert eye roll)

My husbands annoying refusal to humor me with fear and trembling gives me such a tangible picture of God telling me, “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are Mine!” (Isaiah 43:1)

When the enemy is crouching around the corner waiting for that perfect moment to jump out and say, “Gottcha!” I can just keep walking, not giving any sort of reaction to his schemes. In fact, I can be closer to God then he had originally thought and scare him instead!

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” (2 Timothy 1:7)

“Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10)

Rest in the hands of your Abba Father. He loves you dearly. He’s making you lie in green pastures. He is leading you beside still waters. He restore your soul. He leads you in the paths of righteousness. Even though you are walking through this trial, you need not to fear evil because God is with you! His rod and His staff are there to comfort you. He is preparing a table before you in the presence of your enemies. He anoints your head with oil. Your cup overflows!!! Goodness and mercy will follow you all the days of your life. And you will dwell in the house of the Lord forever!!!

Below is a cover of the song “I will fear no more” by The Afters. Sung by my unscareable husband. It’s a beautiful song that reminds us to not give into fear. Which I personally need reminded of often!


It’s a beautiful day outside. The weather is perfect so the kids are out back playing basketball. I LOVE the warmer weather!

I forgot though, that every spring I struggle with depression. Spring time sparks that funny ambition to clean out the house. Spring time motivates you in a fierce way to do those yard projects that have been brewing all winter. You also want to get everything done before the desert heat comes and you can only function if your half naked and eating ice chips.

So why in the world does this glorious season bring on depression??? Well, because of pesky ol’ illness. I’m slapped in the face with my limitations. My brain is never on the same page as my body. It drives me bonkers to be doing a project and then have to quit, after just a few minutes. A project that should only take me a few hours, might take me days or weeks to finish. It’s so aggravating!!!

Okay, so that’s my sob story. Now moving on to the hope….

Psalm 139:16 “Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.”

It brings me comfort knowing God has never said “whoopsie-daisy.” Nothing that I have gone through or am going through came as a shock to God. He knew what I would face and He drew out the path to get me through it. The problem is already solved. I just have to trust Him and follow His leading to get to the solution.

It’s funny how I try and take control of my life. I carry things that God never intended me to carry. I do things in my own strength or I guess I should say, I TRY to do things in my own strength. Which is just crazy talk because I say “whoopsie-daisy” all the time. I also say, “oh golly” but the old man makes fun of that one, so I try and limit it. I’d much rather my struggles be in the hands of someone who has never had to say such things! Instead, like a total weirdo, I take back control and then mess up and say, “Whoopsie-daisy! God, can you fix this?”

I’m going to try and rest in the fact that God has written out all my days. He is trustworthy and good. The beautiful weather is still enjoyable, even if I can’t do what I want to do. I need to remember to praise God for springtime to help fight the depression. So, ready, set, PRAISE…