On March 26th, I was blessed with the opportunity to visit Immanuel Christian School in Hazleton, PA to lead a Meet the Author event for my book, Furry Mouse. In addition to discussing the book, I also addressed the topic of fear; one of the major themes present. Although it approaches the protagonist’s fear in a light-hearted fashion, for those who are fearful of mice the emotion is very real. Our main character uses several tactics in ridding her house of the pest. She ultimately settles upon a solution that she deems fit and is able to gather some semblance of peace as she rests on her decision.
I discussed with the children 2 Timothy 1:7, and how God is not the giver of fear, but of POWER, LOVE, and a SOUND MIND. I had them either write out a short response or use illustrations on what that meant. They truly surprised me with their understanding on how profoundly present God is for them.
How did I have to WALK the TALK?
On April 16th I had to make a trip to the Dentist, and although the most I have ever had done to my teeth have been brushings and some light scraping of tartar and plaque, this trip, I knew, would be different.
For several months I have been only able to chew on the left side of my mouth because chewing on the right side, at times, would cause slight discomfort. This was particularly the case if something I bit into was brittle or hard. Something wasn’t right, and I had to go. I should have gone sooner, but alas, I was gripped with fear.
It was time for ME to hold fast to that POWER, LOVE, and a SOUND MIND that I so boldly spoke to those students weeks prior. It was time for ME to WALK the TALK and to crush any fear-induced thoughts that were holding me hostage.
Ultimately my experience ended up being a positive one. However, I did make a point of meditating on 2 Timothy 1:7 during every injection made to numb my jaw and the endless drilling sound that buzzed and hummed for what seemed like forever. This all served as a constant reminder of my neglect and failure to address this issue earlier.
I was very quiet. I remembered the Doctor jokingly stating, “You can breathe now”.
Was I that obvious?
Who knew that a picture book dealing with a “Furry” Mouse could be so empowering in my life as well as serve as a tool to minister to others? That was not my intention when writing it. I see now it had nothing at all to do with me. God’s purpose for our lives very rarely does.