There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment…1 John 4:18
I’m sitting here after a LONG day of formatting my first book. The book that ministers to me. The book I believe God wants to use to bless so many women. It’s the book that has stretched me in so many ways and alerted me to the creativity God placed in me.
That creativity, hmmm, has become, well, a two-edged sword for me. I love having the ideas, but I hate that they’re things I’ve never done before. Thank God for Google and the opportunity to learn things online, but today I admit feeling overwhelmed and afraid. Self-publishing is no light task, if you want the book to look good, and I want to package what God has given me the best way possible. But it seems like it’s taking forever and the longer it takes, the more I fear I won’t cross the finish line.
I could feel the fear in my throat today. As I washed a few dishes I talked to DADDY God about it. He answered with inward reassurance of His love for me. His is a perfect love that has nothing to do with my performance. He loves me today, book unfinished. Oh and by the way, He gave me the book and He’ll see it through. Why? You guessed it, because He loves me.
The lump in my throat dissipated, the burden now lifted. With His strength, love and peace (2 Timothy 1:7), I’m ready to get back at it. DADDY God has my back.