okay for real this time, short sentences because my ADHD brain and apparently SEO bots both hate me today
Faith over fear used to make me gag. Pastors said it. Instagram girls scripted it over sunsets. Meanwhile I sat in my Fort Worth apartment, December 2025, Christmas lights half-hung, terrified to check the mail. https://www.thegospelcoalition.org/article/fear-anxiety-bible/
why my faith over fear game is straight trash most days
I grew up Southern Baptist. Courage meant missionaries and persecution stories. My courage meant walking into H-E-B aisles without AirPods. I was scared I’d miss the active-shooter alert. Yes, I know that’s insane. My brain doesn’t care.
I memorized every “do not fear” verse. I highlighted them in six colors. Didn’t help when my heart raced at 2 a.m.
tiny dumb habits that actually chip away at fear
- I pray out loud in my car now. “Jesus I’m freaking out” totally counts. https://adaa.org/
- My panic playlist flips from Hillsong to 2000s rap. Works better than therapy some days.
- I text one friend every win. Even “I pumped gas without crying” gets a celebration emoji.
- Sharpie sticky note on my mirror says “fear is a liar.” It’s bleeding. I keep it anyway.
the night faith over fear forced me to drive to Oklahoma covered in Takis dust
Best friend called at 11 p.m. Her fiancé ghosted her. I normally send DoorDash and prayers. This time I grabbed my keys. Got there at 4 a.m. Smelled like a gas station. Felt like a badass. https://www.nimh.nih.gov/health/topics/anxiety-disorders
newsflash: i’m still scared 24/7 (unshakable courage is fake it till you make it)
Some mornings I wake up and faith over fear feels impossible. Last week I rehearsed a phone call to the billing office 47 times. Almost puked. But the spiral only lasted an hour instead of three days. That’s winning.https://open.spotify.com/playlist/37i9dQZF1DX1uGosM7oU9
I still sleep with the hallway light on. Judge me, I dare you.
Anyway. If you’re hiding under blankets pretending you’re the only scared Christian left in 2025—hi, it’s me. I’m eating stale Halloween candy and trying to choose faith over fear with shaky hands. https://adaa.org/
Your turn. Pick one tiny scary thing today. Send the text. Make the call. Walk to the mailbox. Then tell somebody you did it (or drop it in the comments, I read every single one).
We’re building this unshakable courage thing together. One shaky, sweaty, prayer-screaming step at a time. You got this. I think. Let’s go anyway. ✨
