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I Thought Someone Was Breaking Into My House

A few years ago, I was asleep in my bed. In the middle of the night, I heard this loud crash downstairs, like the sound of glass breaking. I thought, “Oh, my goodness. Someone has just busted in my kitchen window, and they’re breaking in to the house.” I wasn’t married at the time, and I was terrified.

I called 911, told them what happened. They told me, “Just stay where you are.” I was like, I’m in my bed, and they said to just stay there. I remember thinking… no. I’m not going to do that. I stayed on the phone with them while they called the police, but I did crawl under my bed because I was so afraid. I was shaking, my heart was racing. It’s amazing how something like that can take over all of your senses. The police came and called up to me that everything was okay. I came downstairs and discovered the shelving unit in one of my cupboards collapsed and all the dishes crashed on to the floor.

I will never forget that night. God was speaking a lesson to me. There are a lot of things that I’m afraid of that aren’t real. I love the acronym for fear: False Evidence Appearing Real. There was nothing to be afraid of that night in my kitchen. I don’t want things I’m making up to keep me from anything God has for me. Be on the lookout for that kind of fear. That spirit doesn’t come from God.

"For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.” - 2 Timothy 1:7

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