I’m so blessed to be sharing today at
I was always an anxious kid. I cried at my first piano recital and begged not to play. I finally relented and played anyway. I was permanently attached to my mom’s leg whether we were at church, at school, or even the grocery store.
There was no end to what I was afraid of. I was afraid of the monsters in the closet, afraid of my teachers, afraid of the popular kids in school. I was afraid of myself, of being rejected, of being ridiculed, of not being enough. And as I realized much later, I was also afraid of God…
I’d love to have you stop by and read more of my story. If you are encouraged, I’d love for you to share!
Sign up here to receive free daily encouragement from the writers of (in)courage, sent right to your inbox!