Where's Jack Bauer When you need Him?
These days, i am the most alert citizen. With all the shootings, terrorist attacks and bombings, my eyes are peeled back constantly, staring everyone down.
I look at everyone's waist band for concealed weapons. I look closely at people who act strange; i'm on the look out for abandoned bags and packages; staring everyone in the eyes with my best street look. I'm like Jack Bauer's protégé! I should get my own Chloé.
I probably shouldn't be doing all that staring; pretty sure I look strange too, with my eyes huge and fixated on everyone's belt area.
How do we survive these crazy times?
Before we even existed, God had already given us tons of promises to keep us through these dark days. Simple promises. I wish they were complex but they aren't. Straight to the point and faultless ❤️ On those we rely and on them we feast.
“Trust in the LORD and do good. Then you will live safely in the land and prosper.”
SCREAM! Cupcake frostings, Cobwebs and Courage
On my bed, flat on my tummy, typing in the dark; thinking about my fears and masterminding their demise.
About 3 months ago, in my old apartment, I ran into a spider while taking a shower. It was a peeping-Tom spider, who in my opinion was too huge for the habit. Of course, I screamed and ran out of the shower. Then spent the next 30 minutes googling methods to kill a spider who just showed up randomly in your bathroom, and also gathering my ammunition, which included a vacuum cleaner, newspapers, a long, long, long, long, lon-ng broom, my spray deodorant (this I can't explain). I tried practicing my swats at it and I bounced from side to side, looking for the best angle to hit it, but still, after a full 40 minutes, I couldn't do anything. I just stood there terrified out of my wits. Then I started to pray. Lol! Jesus is probably like "Girl, seriously?"
The spider definitely didn't move by any divine power. It just stayed there. Then I realized, there was someone else right there with me.... Fear. This had quickly become a fun, crowded showering experience.
Note: I do not like crowded showering experiences.
I then decided- I would NOT let fear rule my bathroom. This is my bathroom! This, I said to the spider. Lol! If this was recorded, I'd have like 5 million hits right now on YouTube.
After another 15 minutes, I hit it with the famous long broom and that was all. Spider, gone; fear zapped; me again all alone, just the way I like my morning rituals.
Fear; it disappears with one swat, one slap, one flick of the wrist. It's a decision, you just need to decide not to share the shower nozzle with it, just the way you'd choose that chocolate fudge buttercream frosting on your cupcake.