Scattered Batteries

Hey what's up, my homies? Hope you are having a good morning. And I know! So early for me this time...I mean, the sun hasn't even set yet, right? What am I doing?

I apologize for the evening blogging recently; I've been busier than I expected. Even this took some thought beforehand because I figure I'm going to be busy today as well.

But it's a good kind of busy, I suppose. Catching up with friends, taking small adventures. The fun stuff. Hopefully I'll be working soon, which is good as well.

I want to talk about fear today, because fear is something that comes a lot, but doesn't always get answered. Everyone is afraid of something, and no matter how irrational it is, it can't always be fixed. It's hard to do anything if fear has its fingers on the puppet strings.

Think about it. What are you afraid of? I probably can't talk you out of it, even if I am an expert and had a list of a hundred and one reasons why it's irrational. But instead of talking you out of being afraid, I'll try instead to talk you into realizing you are so much braver and bigger than your fear.

Fear can be paralyzing, until we recognize it, that is. Once recognized, it loses a little bit of its power. You know it's there, you know what it is....believe me...no one knows your fear better than you do. And I read somewhere recently, that fear makes you aware. It makes you aware of every detail, and you are suddenly empowered to make more of a difference than ever before.

So take your fear, wrap it up, and make something. Be it poetry, be it art, music, sports, CHANGE. Whatever. Use it to your advantage, and don't let it control.

Just because I fear my own thoughts, doesn't mean I can't use them to make poetry. And even though I don't consider myself a Grade A poet, I think when it's poetry from the deepest parts of my soul, it means something.

Make your fear mean something. Don't let it be just anything, what it wants. Tie a chain around it and make it what you want. Because let me tell you something I wish I had heard/understood much earlier in time:

Out of all the people in the world, you-and only you-are in control of your life. God gave us choice, long, long ago; He gave man the decision to choose their path, and it is up to us to choose His will or not.

But fear doesn't choose the path for us. We do. And you, my friend, are most certainly not your fear.

You are so, so much more.

I love you guys, my scattered batteries. Stay cool, and do not fear.


Psalm 27:1 "The Lord is my light and salvation-whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life-of whom shall I be afraid?"