Monday, March 9, 2015

True Story Blog Party - Week 03/09/15

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My story below "A BEAR IN THE WOODS"  is from my book,
Rescue the Stories Book One.

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A Bear In The Woods 

A big piece of twine stretched from my bed all the way to the pull chain in the light on my wall.  First, I would look under my bed to make sure there wasn’t a big hand going to grab my leg.  Next, with a quick hop into bed, I would pull the covers over my head, and yank the twine to switch off the light!  I’d lay there with my heart pounding wildly for a few moments!

It was silly, but as a teenager, I had a vivid imagination and this was my reassuring process to help secure a good night’s sleep.

Where did all that fear come from?  Was there something that happened in my past that caused these fears?  Could I blame one of my parents for this dread?  Perhaps !!

There was a time when I was very young; it was a dark night and we were traveling in Dad’s old car, headed for home.  The country road was lined with orchards on either side and there were no lights other than the headlights of our car.  Also, there were no gas stations for a pit stop.

“Mommy I have to pee,” I whispered to her.  Mother asked my dad to stop the car and let me out.  Now I was used to a potty chair or our outhouse, but my Dad told me to go over to the ditch and do my business.  I was extremely frightened just to be in that forsaken place and was not at all certain that I really wanted to do this.

Naturally, I was taking too long and Dad was impatient to get home.  He called out, “You better hurry because there might be bears out there behind those trees!”  Bears in the woods!  “Oh dear God, please don’t let them get me,” I yelled as I sprinted for the car, “I can hold it until I get home,” and that was that!

Many of us experience fear in various forms.  Usually it is fear of the unknown.  Putting my trust in Jesus was my solution.  It could be your answer too.  He is as close as a whisper.”  I call upon Him anytime I am in trouble and so can you!

Yes - - I suppose I might be able to attribute some of the blame to my Dad for, in a way, he unknowingly planted the seed.  However we truly can’t blame parents or people for our terror. The source of all fear is from Satan who is the deceiver and destroyer.  He is the one who desires to rob you of your peace. 

Since those childhood days, I have filled my heart with scripture verses that I repeat when I feel afraid.  The Bible instructs us many times:  Do not be afraid and do not worry!  Here are a few of my favorites: 

2Timothy 1:7  For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.

1Peter 5:7  Casting all your care (fears and worry) upon him; for he cares for you.

1John 4:18  There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear: because fear hath torment.   

You might be interested in my recent Three Part Series
“How to Over-come FEAR and other negative emotions. 

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Floyd said...

I'm afraid I may have instilled some fear into my girls too... but I hope that like you and Robert, I've pointed to the lesson you've shared here about not fearing anything in this world that sits in our Father's hand is subject to Him.

Saleslady371 said...

I can relate to your story, both as a child and a parent. Praise God for His promises in the Word, the greatest sword against the attack of fear and worry!

Sharon said...

Hazel, you always have the best stories with the greatest advice. My mom was a scaredy-cat, and I'm afraid that I got some of that, and passed some on to my sons, too. But, I'm glad to say that they're a lot braver than I am.

You're so right - all fear has its origin in the enemy. My problem is that I listen too much to his lies. Fear arises in an uncertain world, and wondering what will befall us. Overcoming that has to be based in the Word of God, where we learn that HE is in control of everything. And, loves us more than we'll ever know.


michelle said...

Aw Hazel. My parents used to enjoy scaring us kids on purpose. Interestingly, I didn't grow up to be terribly fearful in spite of their best efforts. :)

jviola79 said...

It is amazing how one comment or one thought can put fear into our minds.
2 Timothy 1:7 has been my "go to" verse whenever I struggle with fear. It is always good to be here with you, Hazel. Blessings!

Laurie Collett said...

My mother used to tell the story of how she and my grandmother used to pick blueberries in the woods, until one day they spotted a bear in their favorite patch! She had an understandable fear of the woods after then, but so often, we can carry the fear for years related to a casual comment. Praise God that His perfect love casts out all fear! Thanks for the great post & for hosting, & God bless!


Thank you for sharing this. Thank God for victory over fear.
God Bless and thanks for the link up