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Post by caressa on Oct 26, 2010 8:16:25 GMT -5
Like this, but don't always see it as fears and anxieties. I was taught that I should know. That I needed needed to know and if I didn't know, I was dumb and stupid. I am more inclined to feel fear of being thought stupid and not knowing, than fear of what is going on around me. God and I have had to do a lot of work in this area.
Each day I ask for my own personal knowing. I have come to realize that if I don't know, then the timing isn't right, I am not meant to know, and if I am meant to know, I will know.
Fear for me is lack of faith. Most of that lack of faith is from within myself, not with my Higher Power. I use to fear that I would not know what His Will for me is.
Anxiety is worry that I haven't turned over to my Higher Power. If I have turned it over, and I am still feeling anxiety, that means for me, that I haven't let go of it. I have only played lip service.
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Post by BW on Oct 26, 2010 14:09:13 GMT -5
Fear, for me, is not lack of faith...It is a human emotion....that just reminds me to use my faith which gives me the courage to walk thru my fears.
There was a incident I am reminded of when I was growing up that is so etched in my mind that when it was occuring I was so immobilized by fear .. I could not move a muscle. Try as much as I could.... I was so frozen in place I was not able to blink or move my pinky or my big toe.
I did not know that all I had to do was to call out to God and He would have loosened the bonds of fear that had me shackeled in place.
Since that was explained to me there have been many incidents...fortunately not as intense, however opprtunites where I have expereinced fear and anxiety and have picked up the tool of prayer and crying out to God and each and every time God has been there to walk with me through the storm.
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Post by majestyjo on May 24, 2015 16:57:30 GMT -5
Have experienced that kind of fear and have also experienced the same thing as a result of terror, rage and anger. Totally paralyzed, as a child, youth and as an adult, and then there was a time when I was 7 months pregnant, as big as a house, being chased by cows, and cleared a wooden fence like a pro. My sister said she never saw me move so fast. I was in a complete black out of fear and terror and don't remember most of it. I don't know if I prayed before I set out for that fence or not, but I am sure grateful that I made it over. It was a miracle in and of itself. I had my girlfriend's two children with me, they were 10 and 14.
I was told that fear and faith can't occupy the same space. Once I have that faith, there is not room for fear. I know in recovery I can work through it and as you say, I have the tools in today, that I didn't have before.
I know that once I have that faith, the fear starts to lessen and recedes and it moves out, the courage, strength, and what ever else I need moves in to do whatever I need to overcome it. It isn't always immediate, and sometimes it is a process, and yet it is strong enough for me to trust it in today. I know my God is there.
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