Monday, March 05, 2012

Overcoming Fear by Carrie Daws

Fear. It’s a four letter word. Women who know me today would probably say I’m not afraid of anything. Except spiders. But let’s not go there. I’ve ridden on motorcycles with my husband. I’ve taken on every ride at the fair with my pre-teen son. I jumped out of an airplane. What could possibly scare me? Lots of things!

People scare me. I just don’t know what to say. Some kind woman will walk up to me and I stand there like an idiot because my mind goes completely blank! How can you participate in a conversation with a blank mind?

The publishing world scares me. Some days I feel like I willingly stepped into a glass house and asked everyone to come throw something. And to ask their friends to come look and throw something. And if that’s not scary enough, I’m actively looking for strangers to come look and throw something, too. Writers are part crazy.

Marketing scares me. My desk is a mess of sticky notes reminding me of all kinds of things. Like to make seven meaningful interactions on the web today. And ways to raise my “likeability quotient”. And to not forget tags on my blogs. And to figure out what pingbacks are, other than to know I need them. And to read that latest email on backlinking. And if your head isn’t spinning trying to understand all that then you should come help me out!

I could get more personal. Spiders bigger than a freckle terrify me. Beetles aren’t in my top five fears, but I certainly don’t intentionally get closer than three or four feet from one. Not being in control can be a pet peeve but in some situations definitely rates as a fear. My soon-to-be-driving teenager on the road without me terrifies me. My children moving out away from my protective shelter is still a few years away but is uncomfortable to think about for long.

In all of this I must remember that God did not design me to live in fear. Fear controlled me for a lot of years. Ridiculously tied me in knots. Until I had the courage to say, “Enough.” One day I decided to stand on God’s Word that He did not give us the spirit of fear but of power and love and self-discipline. The enemy of my soul wanted me bound and immobile and ineffective. And fear was his weapon that worked quite well for many years. I could choose to operate in self-discipline, accepting God’s love and power to do things from killing a spider to jumping out of an airplane.

Fear is the weapon I chose to give the main character, Amber, in my debut novel Crossing Values. Like me, she reaches a point where she must choose to fight the fear growing within her or allow it to continue to control her destiny. At this critical moment, another character reaches out to her and simply tells her, “I believe you were made for more than running from your past.”

You, dear woman, were also made for more than fear has in store for you. Reach out to the power available to you in Christ and step forward in God’s promise to provide you with power and love and self-discipline.

About Carrie Daws:
Over the years, God rewrote Carrie’s dreams to include being a stay-at-home mom and a writer. Originally writing weekly devotions as a way to share what she learned with women from various military bases, Carrie decided to enroll in the Christian Writer’s Guild. While there, seeds were planted and cultivated.

After almost ten years in the military, Carrie’s husband medically retired and they now live in central North Carolina with their three children. Besides writing fiction novels, she stays busy with homeschooling, working part time, and volunteering within two military ministries

About Crossing Values

For years, Amber traipsed around the northwest avoiding the skeletons in her closet. Job-hopping every few weeks, she refused to let anyone get close to her as she slowly made her way east. As winter plants itself firmly across the Rockies, she decides to take a chance on a job at a logging company with a family different from any she’s ever known.

Watching the family interact creates more questions than answers for Amber. Feeling like she’s entered the happily-ever-after written at the end of fairytales, she watches for cracks in the façade. Surely as the days pass, the play-acting will cease and the real family will emerge.

Or could she be wrong? Could they truly be genuine? Could Faye understand the trauma from her past or Peter think of her as more than just the winter office help? Could this family really hold the key to what she’s seeking?

You can buy Crossing Values by Carrie Daws at Amazon or Christian Book Distributors.

Connect with Carrie:
Twitter: @CarrieDaws


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