Two Fears

Anyone who knows me knows that kids and I don't mesh really well. It's not that I don't like them, it's just I don't know what to do with them! I'm intimidated beyond belief by these little people, how to talk to them, how to meet their needs, etc. Another fear that not too many people know is that I'm scared to go into hospitals. One, I don't like to see people in pain and secondly I literally have to fight passing out while I'm there. I remember when I was in 5th grade my mom broke her back, I remember having a really rough time going to the hospital and I honestly don't remember going more than twice. Another time I visited a friend who's appendix ruptured, I was in the room for about 5 minutes and had to leave. After that I just called to check in :).

So what does God choose to do with these two fears of mine? He combines them of course! After spending a week with terminally and chronically ill children at Camp Cavett I believe God is asking me to go and serve those kids on a regular basis. This area is definitely out of my comfort zone, but when God directs you to do something what else can you do but obey?