My Battle with Fear
Hello everyone! 👋
I have a story to share that happened last night. It was a small moment but worth my time.
I was outside near my pool just enjoying the quiet evening. As I looked over the water I noticed something small and dark clinging to the edge desperately trying to climb out. At first I couldn't tell what it was. But when I leaned in closer my heart almost stopped.
It was a baby bat.
Now you have to understand something about me. I am not a brave person when it comes to small creepy or crawly things. Insects, mice and yes bats... they terrify me. The way they move fast and unexpected just sends a shiver down my spine. My first instinct was to run back inside and pretend I didn't see it. I even looked around for someone hoping someone could be the hero. But the yard was empty. It was just me the water and this tiny struggling creature.
The bat was trying so hard to get out but couldn't. It was getting tired. I knew that if I didn't do something, it would drown.
I stood there for what felt like forever, fighting a war inside my own head. My fear was screaming "NO!", but my heart was whispering "You have to help it."
Finally.taking a few deep breaths, I grabbed a plastic wrapper and wrapped it around my hand. It was my "safety shield." Before I could think twice and stop myself I jumped into the pool!
I carefully scooped the little guy up. And you know what? Once he was in my hand he wasn't scary at all. He was incredibly cute. He was tiny, soft and was just looking around, probably as scared as I was.
I climbed out dripping wet and placed him high on the top of a wall where he would be safe from my dogs. I went inside to dry off and about twenty minutes later I went to check on him.
It was gone.
As I stood there looking at the empty spot on the wall I realized something important.
Sometimes, my fear is not greater than someone else's struggle. We can't just sit there and wait for the cockroaches to fly away while someone we love is dying in the room. They can't do anything to us. We need to fight our fear.
I realized that these little creatures are just tiny cute beings that are probably more scared of us than we are of them. We definitely have the power to harm them but you know what? I've never seen them harm anyone.
That baby bat wasn't trying to attack me. It was just trying to live. My fear was making it out to be a monster, but the reality was it was a tiny life that needed a chance.
Sometimes the things we are most afraid of are not as powerful as we think. If we can just take a deep breath and push past that initial panic we might find that we have the strength to be a hero, even if it's just for one tiny bat.
Have you ever faced a fear to help something? I'd love to hear your stories in the comments!
Thanks for reading. ❤️

