Friday, 31 December 2010

McKenzie Confronts His Fears

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The air was so humid that McKenzie's cheap off-the-shelf spectacles slid down the greasy slope of his aristocratic aquiline nose. Almost habitually and certainly
without thinking, he pushed them back up to the bridge where beads of sweat
formed between his furrowing eyebrows.
At any cost, McKenzie was determined to finish his paper that he would present
before the scientific intelligentsia at the World Summit for Unilateral Disarmament
in Sao Paulo, Brazil that afternoon.
For a moment he was distracted, was that a creak he heard on the well-worn
stairway outside of his shabby hotel room or was his fertile mind playing
tricks on him.....?
We’ve all been there, or have we? Is McKenzie so different from you and I? Under pressure, our anxiety levels rise and with that comes the accompanying psychosis….paranoia and irrational fear.
Let’s see what happens next….
McKenzie smiled inwardly, why was he anxious? His mind went back to the time when, as an eight year old boy, he woke up during the night struggling to make sense of the
worst technicolour nightmare he had ever had.
His pj’s were sticking to him with sweat, his eyes, like organ-stops, stared
wildly into the unyielding darkness that surrounded him. His heart was racing
so fast that it felt like it would burst out of his chest. Fear paralysed his
throat as he struggled to scream out, ‘Dad!’
‘What is it son?’. The strong, reassuring sound of his dad’s voice pierced the
darkness and dissolved McKenzie’s fears….
Lost, alone and gripped by fear, we all need to know that there is someone we can call out to for help. Who do you cry out to when fear overcomes you?
Jeremiah 33:3 tells us what God says in the bible, ‘Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things
you do not know.’
When we are disorientated and perplexed, we need to hear a strong reassuring
voice that takes control of our situation, makes sense of our confusion and
encourages us with the promise of great things to come.
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