I am at school taking a break from the biology lab, and thinking about my fears. Next month I am moving out of the Seneca house. I am afraid I am going to start drinking again. That fear is almost a panic.
It is time for me to move on. To stay at the Seneca house any longer would be hiding from my fears, and from life in general. It would be unhealthy for me to stay, and and to be honest, the Brunsons, and Cepins need a break.
Deep down, I know I will not drink. I know there is no reason to fear I will start up again. But that fear is still there.
But wait, there is anothor fear. Living in community. It is like living in a well lit circular room while trying to hide in the corner. I kind of miss the darkness. I was not challanged to grow there. I did not have to live outside of myself. I was dying a slow death, alone.
Hold on. I am not done yet, As a special bonus for listening to me, I am going to share anothor fear with you all. Fear. My hero, John Wayne, said in one of his movies" It is O.K. to be afraid, just do not let the othor guy know how afraid you are". Good advice if you find yourself in a gunfight. Not such great advice for one in community.
Then there is the worst fear of all. The fear you all well see me as I am. Oh wait, many of you have seen me when I have just woke up.
It is hard for me to show weakness, and the Lord has been hammering that lesson into me. Thank you for loving me, and letting me act a little nutty. I really am not that way. No,really. Hey, stop laughing. I am not nutty. I'm not. |