Fear of failing has kept my feet nailed to the floor more times than I care to think by the perfection myth. I logically know perfection is not physically or mentally obtainable, but I still hold myself up to that expectation too often. It is the "if you can't do it perfect, why try?" mentality that leaves me in bondage of fearing failure. I so want to be brave and throw those lies of perfection and fear to the wind every time they grasp me, but I don't every time. In those weak moments of believing the lies, I Lose big time. I lose because I don't trust that I'm enough because of Jesus willingly dying to save me. I lose because I stay stagnant in my rut of self-preservation missing opportunities that God placed in front of me to grow and to better. I lose because I'm playing it safe by not putting myself out there to serve others denying myself deep connections with others. I lose because I'm being disobedient to God throwing away the blessing He so lovingly wanted to give. I lose because I don't share Jesus with others, whether through words or by example. I flat out lose all the way around and so do those God wanted me to bless because of my selfish fears. That is the thing that grieves God's heart the most. You see, God already has equipped me to be brave and to do what He asks of me. He has provided every strength and provision for every task He is calling me to do. God never once asked perfection out of me. He only asks me for a willing and faithful spirit because He's got the rest. There is no room for fear when He fills my soul and guards my steps of faith.