Nightlights and Shakespeare

We all had that “comfort” blanket growing up. Admit it. Mine was the hallway light on at night and the door left open a crack. I would listen to Dad and Mom in the kitchen, talking about the day – CBC news playing in the background. It was comforting. Secure.

Your comfort could’ve been a blanket, a sibling, candy or a nightlight. You looked for something that would calm fears and remind you that, “hey, it’s all good.”

I think even as adults we look for something comforting. Especially in the busy demands of society, we look to people or things for comfort. I asked myself recently “So why is it that humanity doesn’t more often look to its Creator for comfort? Why isn’t THAT our FIRST instinct?” And for some, it is.

Doesn’t our very own independence breed the very fears we are trying to overcome?

Imagine Christmas morning. You’ve waited 364 season-changing days for the unwrapping of glorious gifts labelled just for you! You’ve made your wish list, and likely the folks, spouse or kids have gotten something else that made them think of “you”. So what would happen if you go to open the last gift you think is from, say your Dad, and it ends up being a bomb. You look at him with a look of “this isn’t funny!” And he responds “No, I didn’t give that to you. You shouldn’t have opened that, it didn’t even have your name on it. Someone must’ve snuck it in through the crack in the door last night!”

This is me and how my brain envisions scriptural truths, so bear with me.

2 Timothy 1:7 says in the Amplified “For God did not give us a spirit of timidity (of cowardice, of craven and cringing and fawning fear), but [He has given us a spirit] of power and of love and of calm and well-balanced mind and discipline and self-control.” Of all the good gifts and freedoms God has made available to us, fear is definitely not one of them. It’s not meant to be in our character or nature. It’s a “box” that God frequently says, “don’t open that, it’s not from Me!”

I recently have started teaching a Beginners Drama class to 8-11 year olds. 10 girls greet me every week with excitement, questions and smiles. Feeling at first very unqualified, nervous and scattered, I entered the second session with a changed attitude: “Well, if I totally BOMB as a drama teacher, at least at the end of the day, I still have Jesus.” And you know what? It brought HUGE comfort.

Because I’m not going to be awesome at everything. I’m not going to get it right the first time, all the time. I am going to make mistakes. People may laugh or criticize at my attempts. But I, personally, am learning to embrace that journey of being a human that relies on Divinity to interrupt my mistakes.

So what is that comfort? It’s called hope. It’s the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best.

“Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt” said William Shakespeare. Doubts and fears are traitors that try and steer us from trusting and hoping in God. That He always has our best in mind.

There are many things in this 2010 life that could awaken stress or doubts. But at the end of the day, I know I have Jesus, no matter what.

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