I don’t like mice.  They freak me out.

I like bats even less.

They are like mice with wings!  Yuck.

Each Saturday night I make my way to church to go over the next morning’s sermon.  I love the peaceful feel of our old, dark church building late at night.  For some reason I find it relaxing and calming to walk through the big old building without the lights on.


That is until a bat dive bombs my head narrowly missing my bald dome!  This happened the last time I came in to prep for Sunday.

Scared the crap out of me.  Not literally.

But almost.

I knew in my head that there was no way the bat was attacking me.  Nor was I in danger of the cursed beast inadvertently running into me.  I knew these truths to be self-evident.

But I yelled anyway.

Like a little girl.

My love of the dark went right out the window.  Every light in the church was turned on quicker than you could say, “depends undergarment.”  My walk from the offices to the worship center was fraught with fear.  I was scared that that stupid bat was gonna get me.

Irrational, I know.  But I couldn’t help myself.

Fear is that way you know.  Most of the time it is irrational.

Sometimes fear is valid.

But most of the time is isn’t.

I’m talking about the fear to go in the woods because you’ve watched a special on tigers on the discovery channel.  I’m talking about the fear of touching ocean water because you’ve seen Shark Week.  I’m talking about the fear of driving/riding in a car because you’ve watched Untold Stories of the ER. I’m talking about a 200+ pound man being scared of a 8 ounce bat.

I’m talking about irrational fear.

I’m talking about those crazy dreams that keep coming inexplicably.  I’m talking about the panic attacks that come for no apparent reason.  I’m talking about a fear of people that debilitates.  Or the fear of failure.  Or the fear of change.  Or the fear of death.

Or the fear of, well, you name it.

I’m talking about those crazy fears that steal our peace of mind and rob us of our sleep.

According to studies 6.3 million Americans have phobias.  And according to those same studies most of the phobias are based on things that will never happen. (


Here’s what the Bible says about that:

“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear” (1 John 4:8).

That’s pretty cool.  Where do we get some of that love??

Here’s where:

“And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them.”  (1 John 4:16).

God is where we get that love.



The Holy Spirit.

This is where we find release from fear.  So here you go:  if you have some fear, get with Jesus.  How about one verse, one prayer, and one worship song per day.

And watch the fear go away.