I recently read a story about a woman who was afraid to jump off a cliff as part of a thrill-seeking group activity. The thought of jumping off anything, let alone a cliff, sends terror chills down my spine. You can read the story here.
Since childhood, I have had a fear of leaping off into the unknown. It could either be a fear of failure or heights. I remember playing the game “Trust” and being asked to fall backward into a friend’s arms. Well, I couldn’t do it, never could. My knees would buckle and then I’d freeze.
The same goes with God’s calling on my life. I tend to dig my feet into the ground, question him relentlessly, and then freeze. I did it right before launching Show Me Your Ears, and again with Stop Hearing Loss Bullying. The message was simple: Just do it. But I hesitated, doubted, worried if I was doing the right thing.
Do you have a fear of challenges…of falling?
How do you take the first step into the unknown? Lipreading Mom would love to read your comments.