GUESS WHAT???!!!!
YES, YOU GUESSED IT, YOU NOW HAVE A BUNGY JUMPER IN YOUR ACQUAINTANCE!
WHOAH....... IT WAS CRAZY.
So, I'm in Queenstown, NZ - famous for crazy things... and Mark asked me a bit ago if I was
going to bungy jump. "No. Of course not. Too much $, I don't want to."
Really, I was scared.
From my last post on fear, here are a few examples... and how God has shown up.
On my last day in Santa Cruz, Bolivia, I went to church with one of my new friends, her husband, and his sister. Church was beautiful. The worship/singing time was wonderful, full of heartfelt expressions of love and praise. And there were dancers; beautiful, 3-Dimensional praise.
After church, I was speaking with one of the missionary ladies, who had been in Bolivia for 30 years.
She asked me what my coming travel plans were. While talking to her, I could almost feel a sense of fear emanating from her, regarding me.
"You need to be very careful. You are going to be a target. You are white, a girl, inexperienced in travel, and don´t know the language that well to get out of a pinch," she tells me.
I could feel the cold fingers of fear start to creep into my heart . . .
Fear. It's a disgusting thing. Sometimes it gets a grip of your belly, or tightens across your chest, or feels like a heavy weight sinking down in your gut. However you feel it, its usually not good. What´s the difference between "being wise" (and not doing stupid things, to get yourself in a bad situation) and "being fearful" (which keeps you from doing anything at all)? . . .
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