Dread is a sneaky kind of fear that robs you.
It doesn’t exactly feel like fear, because there’s not that ‘afraid’ aspect to it.
But don’t be fooled, the dragging-your-feet-expecting-the-worst is a type of fear no doubt.
Recently I tackled something that I had been dreading.
For months I had imagined it. Loathed it. Resisted it. Put it off.
And then finally, I did it.
To my surprise it was much, much easier than I had expected.
(Yes, I’m talking about potty training Levi here. But that’s not the point.)
The thing is, I had built it up into this momumental task in my head – something to be entered upon almost as a martyr… surrendering myself to the cause.
I put on my mom boots and got to work.
And found it to be…
And… even fun. (*gasp*)
So all of those months spent dreading and procrastinating? I now realize those were moments wasted, robbed by a mundane sort of fear that never should have been there in the first place.
And I see this to be true in other areas where I’ve “dreaded” before.
So here’s the thing about dread: don’t do it.
It’s just not worth it.
Q for you: What have you been dreading lately?
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