I heard this from my trainer, Mark during a training session recently. He walked the barbell back to the rack. I could sense the frustration. The truth is, I was frustrated with myself.
What the hell am I so afraid of? Failure or success? Falling on my butt or actually reaching a goal?
Or is it that I’ve just operated under fear for so long, I don’t know how to act without it. It’s a habit. It’s my life. I’ve never really known how to live without it. I live with the “what if’s”. What if I get hurt? What if it doesn’t work out the way I planned and I’m right back where I started?
That 60 lb. barbell is heavy. But not as heavy, I’ve learned, as living with the “what if’s”.
There is a cost to living in comfort and fear, and I’m not willing to pay it any more. God never intended for me to live in “what if’s”. In fact, it’s a command from Him to be strong and very courageous. (Joshua 1:9) He lost patience with fearful people too.
Well, no more. Fear will not stop me. Forget what the other fearful people think. I WILL NOT FEAR. I will tackle anything Mark throws at me. I will tackle anything life throws at me. I will lead the life I want to lead. I will run the race God has set before me with courage. One day at a time. One moment at a time.
One rep at a time.