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Five Minute Friday: Afraid

I think it would take way more than 5 minutes to list the things I am afraid of. Even though I wear a ring every day that says "fear not", I am constantly afraid of something. I probably should change my driver's license to say I live in the state of Fear because I am always afraid.

Afraid that I will be alone forever.

Afraid that my broken heart will never heal.

Afraid that my broken marriage is all my fault.

Afraid that I am unlovable.

Afraid that I will never find what truly makes me happy.

Afraid that I will lose the people I love the most.

Afraid that the voices in my head that tell me I'm nothing, that I don't matter are the right ones and that the ones in my heart that tell me I do are the ones that lie.

Afraid that no one is reading this.

Afraid that I will fail at every single thing I attempt.

Afraid that no one cares and that my attempts to show others that I care about them go unappreciated.

Afraid that I am not good enough.

Afraid that the people I call friends really couldn't care less about me.

Afraid that before my time is up I won't have figured it all out.
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  1. AnonymousFebruary 1, 2013 at 2:55 PM

    Popping over from Five Minute Friday, and I'm so glad I did. Dear one, I have been where you are wondering if it was all your fault, if you were ever going to be loved again, if you're going to be alone forever, if your broken heart will ever heal, and I am here to tell you that you WILL heal in time. I am living proof. God can take any mess you have and turn it into a message. He did mine. Hang in there and keeping looking to Him for the reassurance you need.

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  2. Shanae BranhamFebruary 1, 2013 at 4:17 PM

    Andrea, great post on fears! May God bless you with the faith to conquer the ones that need conquering.
    Cheers,
    Shanae
    My Five Minute Friday

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  3. UnknownFebruary 1, 2013 at 5:02 PM

    Hi Andrea! stopping by from FMF. Your list hits close to home with me. But I hang on to the knowledge that there is hope. I pray you are blessed in a special way this day!

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