My Victory Song

I just love Gil. He always says just the right thing. He inspires me. That’s what good people do. They encourage, they build you up, and they inspire. Anyway, he said that I’m in a really good place right now.

So childlike, so free, so unencumbered.

Here’s the deal. When you’ve been in a dark place, and you finally get out… you ARE childlike. You’re FREE! When I was eleven or twelve I was also very childlike. I hadn’t met my sneaky, subtle, and manipulative enemy.

FEAR.

Looking at some of my posts, I hear my childish voice and can imagine myself skipping around singing songs about silver linings and rainbows. FEAR tells me that I should be embarrassed. That I should worry about what others think; act like an adult.

Thinking about what fear did to me as I moved through adolescence was like a healthy slap in the face. I remembered that fear was there even way back then, and that he’s the one who urged me to drink. I also remembered that fear can be fought.

So I’m moving on. I’m refusing to listen to him.

Skipping away…

leaving the enemy in the dust.

And in a childlike voice…

I’m singing my Victory Song.

This is my command—be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. Joshua 1:9