One day last week, an editor called. She presented me with a startling writing assignment. A big scary assignment. An idea that could take months. And if there’s one thing that messes with me, it’s fear.
After we hung up, I sat down at my desk. My cold, clammy fingers hovered above my keyboard. I had no idea how to begin.
Why does she think I can do this? I don’t know how.
The softest sweetest voice in my heart whispered one word.
I knelt beside by my desk.
Lord, fear is trespassing in my heart again. And I don’t have to be afraid.
If You’re in this, help me.
Sometimes when I write, I light a candle. I love the bright glow and the warm smell of cinnamon. I lit my favorite candle and watched the flame for a minute or two.
Then I put my fingers on the keys.
But the candle wasn’t enough.
Two unlit candles caught my attention.
What is it, Lord?
The Trinity. Three in one. Light all three candles. Ask Father, Son, and Holy Spirit to help you.
I’d never considered praying this way before.
I lit the other candles and knelt again.
“Lord, You’re my Father. The Great I Am. My Protector. Alpha and Omega.
Jesus, You’re My Savior. My Friend. Emmanuel. Wonderful Counselor. My Redeemer.
Holy Spirit, You’re my Comforter. My Deliverer. My Teacher. Dwell with me today.”
I crawled back into my chair and typed:
“I had no idea there was any other way to live. Fear, perfectionism, and control were like my wicked stepsisters.”
The words came from a secret place in my heart.
I had begun.
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Is there anything in life that keeps you on your knees?
It’s a safe place to be.