Are you fearful to step out?
What I learned from your comments and emails yesterday is that you are fearful to step out and serve others. I am too, I recently wrote about it. However, it doesn’t matter if you are stepping inside of a strip club or going to knock on your bosses door, you and I balk and look for a way out.
To get caught up read yesterday’s post.
I wanted to turn around once we hit the door of the girls dressings room at that strip club. I was not in my comfort zone and my inner me was screaming, “let me out!” What I kept remembering was the tug on my heart that God had placed there months ago and the words from my eBook Giving Up Normal kept ringing through my soul,
If your heart is leading, you are called.
If you are called, others are waiting on you.”
The doors pushed open. There I was in a room full of girls and my mind went numb. The smell, filth, and dingy walls of the room were a far cry from the beautiful entrance we had just walked through. I was cognizant enough to continue smiling, but my breath had been taken away. I was thankful for the Simply Beautiful leader who led the way and knew some of the girls already.
We made our way in saying, “Hey girls, we came to bring you some snacks and goodies tonight!” The bag we brought in was loaded with individually packed snacks, chocolate, make-up, and lip gloss. Some of the girls came over right away to grab some goodies, some were leery and wondering why in the world we were there. However, giving away goodies was the perfect ice-breaker. Perfect!
As girls continued to get wardrobe and make-up on, we chatted about life — school, husbands, kids, etc. Before we had entered the club we had prayed specifically for opportunities to get the girls numbers so we could form a relationship with them outside of the club.
I know what you’re wanting to ask. Didn’t I feel awkward?
It was the girls dressing room, so you can imagine the clothing or lack thereof. I’m a girl, so HELLO the lack of clothing was no big deal. What I was most taken back with was the lack of life in that room:
–there was puke on the floor and we all just stepped over it like it was no big deal
–many of the girls were intoxicated waiting for their “show” time
–there were no genuine smiles acknowledging true happiness
–smoke rang thick in the air accentuating the darkness
–numbness permeated the room
These words and discriptions can not fully do the experience justice. My heart churned the whole 30 minutes we were in there. There were many girls I wanted to snatch-up and run out the door with. MANY!! But truly all I could do is pray that God would provide a divine moment with a girl. Just one moment, God, one moment — one girl!
And just like God – He doesn’t let you down when you pray for divine appointments . . .
I’ll share that appointment tomorrow. Today, I wonder why we let our fears get the best of us. Lives are at stake!
What is one thing you can do to help conquer the fear within so you can reach others?