Fearlessness. It’s not what I thought it was.

I used to see it as a type of can-do bravado. Moxie. Something I was supposed to drag up from some deep corner inside of me whenever life erupted with an unexpected challenge.

Now I see it so differently.

Fearlessness is simply removal. The removal of fear from the driver’s seat of my life.

I don’t let it steer.

I don’t let it lead.

I don’t follow it or engage in its drama.

I do not let it set the direction of my thoughts and actions.

I do not go to it for advice.

Instead, I go to where I should have gone all along. To wisdom. Specifically, to the Lord God and His wisdom.

Have you noticed that in the middle of life’s crises, whether big or small, fear speaks first, pouring its rant into our souls in the split of a second? Outshouting wisdom. Keeping us from hearing what wisdom would say, and filling us with the confusion its whirlwind brings.

I’m beyond weary with the toll fear has taken on me over the years. From now on, I’m practicing the power of choice. Choosing whose voice I want in the driver’s seat of my life. Whose voice I listen to most.

Practicing fearlessness.

(A portion of the content of this blog first appeared in 2019 in my Instagram account for my novels @rhondachandlerbooks. I find the truth I was beginning to learn back then more valuable than ever.)