Fear is a lack of faith. There are healthy fears, like not walking in front of a bus.
Had a lot of fears, working the Steps and sharing with others, allowed me to change that fear to faith.
Fear of thunder storms was an old tape and body memory from when our kitchen was struck by lightning when I was five.
Fear of bridges stemmed for another childhood memory, visiting elderly cousins who lived in an old house and you had to cross a bridge by foot, because it could not be driven over. You could see through the slats and it wiggled just a wee too much for me.
Fear of grates was another one, I always had a fear of falling through them. When I was young I got a sense of falling in my sleep. My mother told me that when I hit bottom and stopped falling, I was dead.
It is amazing how grounded and hidden are those fears. Faith in our God can heal and bring them to light to be healed.
