“Fear hangs out right next to whatever it is you’re most called to do. That means the closer you get to your calling, the louder fear sounds. Keep going – fear is a chihuahua that sounds like a Doberman.” — You’re Made for a God-sized Dream
My chihuahua is “Yaps” because he never shuts up.
Well, I have a few words for ol’ Yaps – if y’all don’t mind the accent. (I just got back from da South and dis one ‘ere kinda stuck wid me.)
Yaps, we’re through. It’s ova! Ya had me going fer a while, wid all yer yappin’ about ma weaknesses as I try to follow ma God-sized dreams! But no mo – I tell ya. No mo! Matter a fact – take dis:
[box] When I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:10[/box]
Jesus is da lion of Judah and He don’t go around yapping all da time. Dat Jesus, He’s secure. He’s all ‘bout building us up an’ such. You, on da other hand, are all ‘bout da opposite: knocking us down like dominos. Well, ya ain’t got me fooled; dat’s fo sho! So stick a bone in it, Yaps – and take dis too:
[box] The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” Romans 8:15[/box]
I’m actually snaughling now (laughing with a snort), ‘cause dis little bundle of weirdness (me) is memberin’ how I don’t need to have it all together. Nope, I just need to run alongside Big Abba, my Lion, dat’s who. He’s on ma side, so you better watch out. He’s gunna lick yo face, and stick ya in dat boilin’ hot doghouse!
La-la-la… Can’t hear ya no mo, Yaps, ‘cause I’m chewing on da meat of God’s Word. Dat’s right! Chow!
[box] But they will never follow a stranger; in fact, they will run away from him because they do not recognize a stranger’s voice. John 10:5[/box]
From dis point forward, I’m writin’ a betta letta! Silly as it sounds, I gave into dat chihuahua’s rough-rough-rough-housing fa—too long. But no mo, I tell ya – ‘cause it’s time to write a betta letta!
Dear Lion of Judah,
Thank ya dat you haven’t given me a spirit of fer, but of love, power, and a sound mind….
Yo turn, God-sized dreamin’ pals… You get ta bow yer hearts, bow yer lives, and bow yer fers. In de comment section below, lets’ ear yo thoughts ‘n lettas to Big Abba! Thank ya kindly fer all yer ferless support– in de name of love!