My tale on fear by Kudabo Victory

Beginning To An End: My Tale On Fear

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The searchlight series ends today, and I wanted to disappoint, by not being faithful but I sat down to reflect on why I shouldn’t do that. The series, its beginning to the end was filled with a tale I summed up into a poem. The idea of searchlight popped up twelve weeks before today/tonight, but I couldn’t begin posting since I had some issues with my website.

I faced what the poem below summarises when I was to begin this series, I know I am not the only one facing such thus I decided to share with you my tale through this poem

THE SEARCHING POEM

Can I say the truth to you, dear readers?

Well, take it as a gift; my little present,

I nursed fear,

Yes, like a baby

I nurtured it until it became big,

I became its mother;

Fear became my illegitimate child.

Will you accept my little gift?

Can I hand over my big child to you?

I am growing tired of becoming his mother,

Can I trust you to take care of my baby?

See, the truth is… my baby grew fond of me and I did also,

Though I know we aren’t compatible but,

Can a mother neglect the tears of her suckling child?

Don’t blame me? I began to care for my baby called fear.

Will you still believe me?

The more I cared for fear, the less I become of myself,

I didn’t want to be selfish,

After all, a mother must sacrifice for her child,

If being less of me will make fear grow.

I was happy to do so,

But…

I grew tired, fear wasn’t a baby any longer;

Daily as I grew, fear overshadowed me;

It shouldn’t be so, or should it be?

I was its mother or so I thought?

Fear should give heed to my instruction but no, it isn’t so;

It became my master while I thought I was its mother.

I write to you readers with a heavy heart,

Or perhaps I have mothers among my readers?

Does your child overshadow you and become your master?

I don’t understand, help me?

I was meant to be my baby’s mother and master,

But as funny as it seems ironical, I ended up being a slave under my illegitimate child.

I grew up strong, independent of my choices and learning from my mistakes, but nothing cripples me than the reality of being helpless as against fear. But I stumbled on a verse of the bible in 2 Timothy 1:7 “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love and of a sound mind”. My orientation changed, I could be stronger than my fears because God has given me a spirit that conquers fear; the spirit is triple folded, it contains power, love and sound mind. Take a look at it from this angle, 3:1; which is greater; of course three. I live now with the reality that whenever fear comes in, maybe unawares to me; I can easily remember I wasn’t given the license by my heavenly father to be filled with fear. I don’t have a choice but to overcome fear. I am not a slave to fear, neither am I the mother but I triumph over it because I have a spirit that conquers fear.

I leave you with this, dear readers…

You are not licensed to live a life filled with fear and dread by your creator, you are filled with power, love and strong mind because you are a child of God” Bask in this reality, your fear will soon become bygone.

 

Searchlight ends FINALLY!!! I can boldly say, it has been God. I wrote on fear to cap it all because I dealt with fear when the series was to begin but I overcame it. You too can overcome your fear like I did. Do you enjoy following me on this series? Kindly, leave your comments below; it goes a long way in encouraging. Another series will drop soon, WAIT FOR IT.

Previously on the series(concluded): HOUSE OF CHLOE: My Thoughts on their Report, INTERMISSION: YOUR NATIVE STORYWHAT IF I DIDN’T: A TRUE STORYA LESSON FROM THE OLD TESTAMENTSEARCHLIGHT: LUKE 12 HAS A STORYRIPPLES: SEARCHLIGHT SERIES (2 Timothy 1:7)

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