Sometimes What we Fear the Most…

… is exactly what we need to do.

I do not like to drive.  It is necessary in the part of the country where we live, but not something I consider fun.  Bob loved driving, but with his eye problems I am the only driver now.  I really don’t like driving in cities.

So when I learned I was going to need to take Bob to a city 1 1/2 hours away, (smack dab in the middle of the Ozarks) to see one of his doctors who is relocating from our small town, I was not happy.  I even dug my heels in and declared it ain’t gonna happen.

After trying to convince myself to make a trial run to at least become familiar with the road I finally decided to see if there was a church closer to our beliefs there.  I went online and found a Unity Church and Bob and I drove the 1 1/2 hours to go to church.  We found a friendly, welcoming group of people who invited us to stay for the fellowship lunch and on the way out asked if they could pray for us.

So by breaking through my fear I learned the drive is not as bad and the city not as large as I imagined.  We found a city for things we can’t find around here.  We also found a group of like minded people, something we have been missing.

So once again I learned that lesson I tend to have to repeat over and over…

Sometimes what we fear the most is exactly what we need to do.

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6 thoughts on “Sometimes What we Fear the Most…

  1. I am so glad you got past your fear and that you found a great group of people! I agree that sometimes it’s just what we need to do, and sometimes what may seem simple to some but really can feel like a burden. I had a boating accident a few years back and since then I’ve been afraid of getting in deep water, but every year I tell myself that this is the year I’ll try again. Still keepin’ my fingers crossed. 🙂 Thank you for sharing!

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