Written by: Holly Schmidt "You have not been given a spirit of Fear..."Several weeks passed from the night the tornado lifted over our house at the name of Jesus. Tom and I were in a spiritual boot camp of preparation in learning to trust God. Another storm hit Georgia. This time 25 inches of snow trapped me in the mountains of North Georgia at a retreat center with my very southern 'church lady friends'.
Brand new pregnant with my second child, it was time to deal with this overwhelming fear that controlled much of my thinking. Throughout my pregnancy, I was going to learn that God did not give me a spirit of fear but rather peace, love, and a sound mind. He was going to deal with fear in my life in three specific areas: boogeyman fear or being scared of the dark; fear for my developing child; and fear that I would misrepresent Him.
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Written by: Holly Schmidt The sound was horrifying. I had heard that tornadoes sounded like a train as they approached their target. It is true. This swarming mass of wind coming at our French Door windows really did sound as if a train, multiple trains, were hurling at a mammoth rate of speed towards our house. The sky had turned an eerily blue, like how the lights of a police car light up the night sky as they flash that turquoise light at you when you are supposed to pull over.
That same type of adrenaline that rushes through your body when seeing headlights of an emergency vehicle behind you on a dark country road flooded through my body. The tree, 25 feet from where I was standing, bent over to the ground. |