Burning The Fear Of Fire
As an adult, for many years, I was terrified of fire. In
the days when one could still have a trash burner in the back
yard for burning trash, I was so afraid of fire that I couldn't
strike a match to the trash, and couldn't even watch it burn when
someone else lit it. I would go inside and try to watch from the
window, but couldn't even do that. I guess I must have believed
that if I couldn't see it, it wouldn't harm me.
As time went by and I was alone for weeks at a time, I knew
I had to burn the trash. So I went to the Lord about it, talked
it over with Him, and this is what He told me.
He said that something in my childhood had caused the fear
of fire. So with His love and understanding, He led me to the
scenes which were the reason for my fear. We lived in the
country when I was growing up, and our house was only about three
hundred feet from the railroad tracks. And in between was an
empty field of tall weeds during the summer months. That field
would catch fire and every time it did, my Dad would water as far
as the hose would reach, including the roof of the house, while
he waited for the fire department to arrive. At times, the fire
would come right to the edge of our yard, but was contained each
time at that point. As a little kid, I just shook with fear until
the fires were extinguished. The Lord assured me that since I no
longer have that fire situation in my life, that I needed to put
it aside, and be able to light a match to the trash.
I was so thankful to the Lord for revealing to me the reason
for my fear, and then enabling me to renew my mind, my thinking
concerning the fear. By the way, no counselor and no
psychologist told me that was what I needed to do. I knew it
only from the Lord.
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