I had an arachnophobia moment the other day while taking a shower. First of all, I am TERRIFIED of spiders! I cannot tell you the number of times I have literally jumped out of the shower screaming because a spider dropped down to visit. Yesterday, I was ironically singing, “Thank You for saving me…” when I noticed a spider make its creepy way down my arm. Immediately, I screamed and shook my arm, but I could not see what happened to it. I was not at peace because I kept thinking about other places it could be… particularly on me! It was then that I looked down and saw its mangled, dead body.
I know it is just a spider, but I felt really convicted. Why on earth did I let my fear take this poor spider’s life? God used this spider in my life to demonstrate how we too destroy a life when we are in fear…our own! If, I would have reacted calmly, the spider could have survived. How many times can you look back in your life and wish you reacted calmly?
2. If so, what have you done to overcome your fear?