Last week I was out running with Jay tagging along on his bike. As I ran, a seagull became increasingly disturbed with my presence and finally started dive bombing me. We sought shelter under some trees and, once the bird was over it, we carried on.
It is fair to say Jay was freaked out by the bird. He was afraid or fearful.
Like all fear if it was left unchecked, it would steal his freedom. If he allowed himself to become afraid of all seagulls or even all birds then he could avoid beaches or places where there are a lot of birds. When that happens freedom is lost.
Ultimately that’s what Terrorism does. Makes us fear and give away freedom by avoiding travel or amazing experiences.
So does a fear of failure.
Or a fear of meeting new people.
Or even a fear of asking ‘dumb’ questions.
Fear is the opposite of freedom.
Next time your stomach churns a little, your heart races and fear starts to set in. Stop and check that fear … is it something you should really be afraid of?
Or is it a call to step out.
To be bold.
Is it a call to freedom?