Conquering Fear

Kicking Myself in the Pants

I’m A. E.

I’m done living in fear. I HAVE to live out the calling God has given me and assured me success. It’s only me holding me back.

I am going to write a fearless first Substack post and post it. And it doesn’t matter if no one responds or not. I don’t need a flood of comments to praise me. It’s okay if I receive radio silence. The point is it’s BEEN NINE MONTHS since I started my “Tell Your Story” Substack and never posted.

I let the enemy get in the way AGAIN.

He’s a defeated enemy but I kept letting him bully me.

No more.

Enough.

The Lord didn’t give me the spirit of fear but of faith, power and a strong mind. He also promised that if I submit my ways to Him and trust Him that He will order my steps and make my path straight.

So I’ve got no business being too afraid of failure to post and too afraid of succeeding to even try.

Give it to God, and He’ll do the rest. So my first Substack isn’t really about writing. It’s about letting go of being afraid and letting God.

My fear of rejection and talking to the void of disinterested readers isn’t mine. That’s the enemy.

The enemy crept in with his discouragement and put out my fires.

Well after a rousing women’s event at my church Monday night and becoming so full of the Holy Spirit that the evil spirits messing with me became sick of His holiness within me, I woke up before the sun and wrote this after nine months of my words being blocked behind fear and worrying and doubts.

Stronghold destroyed.

So here’s to my first Substack post, as messy and incomprehensible as it is. I did it. I don’t care anymore about anything else. It is done.

And here’s to many more.

You can find my debut novel here. I know everyone hates Amazon, but it’s the only place my book, e-book and audiobook is available.

Thank you for hanging out with me this long. Thank you for reading.

Until next time, A. E.

My 9 year old cat Aomine. She’s always with me as I write.