No More Fear

What you see here is my little "creative corner". It is situated in a tiny spot in our classroom/study. Contained within my creative corner are watercolors, pastels, pencils, paintbrushes, various kinds of art paper and an assortment of craft supplies. It has taken me a few years to acquire everything. Unfortunately, there is still something missing: creativity. I do have my excuses: not enough time, need more room, no good ideas....so many excuses. The truth is, i am afraid. I'm afraid i won't be any good and everyone will know that i am no good. I am so afraid that i will find that it was my own wishful thinking and not God who told me i am an artist. It was just last week that i was talking with my oldest son, Brogan, who wants to be an archealogist. Even before seeing "Indiana Jones", he has enjoyed digging in the dirt around the house in search of lost treasures. So it surprised me when he announced he no longer wanted to be an archealogist. When i asked him why he told me he was afraid of being hurt or killed. First, i explained to him that "Indiana Jones" was a fictional character and though the movie was fun to watch it really didn't accurately portray the life of an archealogist. I assured him that archealogy might be interesting and pretty exciting but that i doubted he would be find himself in the struggles that Indy does in the movies. And because Brogan is so much like me when it comes to fears i told him that he shouln't let fear stand in the way of his dreams. I told him how God has given each of us talents and desires to do things that are sometimes difficult but when with His help we perservere He does great things through us. It was also time for me to share how i have let fear discourage me to the point that i have missed out, how it hurt to think of the time and talent wasted and how i still struggle. I hope Brogan and i both learn from our conversation. Help us, God, to give You our fears.