Tight spaces freak me out. I am not a fan, never have been, never will be.
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I used to spend some time out at my cousin's farm when I was a kid. No we did not go cow tipping. I am not sure that is even possible.
One time we were on a hike and found a big metal storm tube that ran underneath the road. My cousin wanted so badly to crawl through it to the other side. I could see the light from the other side so I figured it couldn't be that bad.
The tube/pipe was just big enough for me to crawl into but not big enough to turn around in. I started out fine but the farther I got into the tube the more freaked out I got. About half way through I was in full panic mode. I couldn't turn around and I didn't want to go any farther forward. CLAUSTROPHOBIA
I feel that way quite a bit about my faith. I can't and don't want to turn around and go back but going farther scares me as well. Where will it take me? What will I have to sacrifice? Will I lose all that comfort I have grown to like so much?
Are you stuck in the tube?
Does giving it all up for Him scare you?
Anyone else claustrophobic?
Monday, August 25, 2008
TIGHT SPACES
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I'm not claustrophobic. I could be locked in a closet and be fine. Just give me a book and a flashlight. Still, if i didn't have a flashlight I know eventually someone will get me out. Now, being stuck in a tube is a different story. But you could see the end right? weird.
Um, with God you might as well be ready to give up everything. It's not scary, just um, different.
I get a different kind of clausterphobia...When I go to crowded places like concerts I have have to scope out where all the exits are becasue I get scared I won't find my way out.
It can be hard sometimes to give it all to God until you realize that it isn't yours to give it is his anyways.
I didn't know I was claustrophobic until I went for an MRI. I wondered why they kept asking me if I was claustrophic. I was in that little tube for about a minute when I yelled for help. Literally. It was awful. I had to reschedule and come back when I could get an IV of valium.
Terrible. Terrible, I tell ya. ANd, just reading your story made me take deep breaths.
As for giving it all to Him, I think I give something to Him every day.
I'm - let's just say - somewhat uneasy about confined spaces. I drive with my car window cranked down a crack all winter. I'll admit, I'm afraid He'll give me an assignment that scares me - even though I KNOW that He'd equip me for it - there are just some things I DO NOT want to do. But I think what scares me more is that if I don't keep going through that tube I'll end up with the life I had - for an eternity! And that scares me enough to push through. Great post, thought provoking.
I get claustrophobic when I walk into my closet...not because it's small, but the clutter drives me crazy. Same with the back, vacant, but full-of-junk bedroom. Clutter makes me feel anxious, panicky. and my precious husband is a pack rat--go figure!
I totally relate! I don't like feeling closed in at all. And at times, I have definitely felt that way with God too, and what He was requiring of me. There have been times when I could not see ahead...actually, most of the time is like that!
But I have ventured forward, bit by bit, and I am finding it the most awesome, incredible, and fulfilling thing EVER. It is beyond words, definiely scary, but I would not miss it for the world.
In my book, following the promptings to inch forward is what life is really all about. Can't get any better.
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