When You are too Afraid to Dream

He calls for me many times a day. Just to see where I am. To be reassured that I am still close by. 

"Mom . . . ?"

I usually respond, but he doesn't always hear me. So he calls again. To be sure.

He won't go to the basement on his own either.

If I am out without him and I don't get home right on the minute that I said I'd be back he starts to worry.

Somewhere Fear has crept in. 

But, I can't say that I don't know what it is like. In fact, he's probably inherited it from his mother.

In the middle of the night, when he's been dreaming, we usually find him in our bed, snuggling up between us. 

Yep, I know exactly what that is like.

Dreams. For Fear that riddles me, I usually won't even talk about my dreams.

Or even admit that I have any, worthwhile ones anyway.

Fear is nothing new, but it sure can rob.

Over and over in God's Word we can read the words 'Do not fear.' And so often they are coupled with the words. 'For I am with you.'

There are times that I think there should be something more . . . more fulfilling, more dramatic, more productive, more something than what I am doing right now. 

But to figure that out I need to continue in exactly what I am doing now.

And I need to continue in prayer. Seeking the one who came that I might have life and have it abundantly.

I'm encouraged when I read the words Daniel heard when he had a dream:

Then he said,  "Don't be afraid, Daniel. Since the first day you began to pray for understanding and to humble yourself before your God, your request has been heard in heaven. I have come in answer to your prayer."

Perhaps what God has for me is to experience more fully what He has already abundantly blessed me with. 

And I could be missing out on that because I am too busy worrying that I am all alone.

Maybe the only way to find out, is to call on the One who says 'Come'. 

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I've been pondering what Holley Gerth has been sharing on her blog, letting the thoughts flit about in my head. So I thought I would sit down and be brave and see what would come.
And, I don't know, I wonder if there is really any point to wrestling these words out, but I am compelled to press on. Maybe it has something to do with a dream that I haven't even realized yet or too fearful to even consider.

Linking here with Holley
and here with Michele-Lyn