When I was a new Christian , if I felt myself feeling fearful, I made myself do that thing.  I didn't want fear to lead my life. 
I don't live like that anymore .  Maybe I'm just not as in tune with my emotions.  Anyway, after moving into this house, there are several things I have just turned a blind eye to.  Like the fact that the basement i s spiderland.  Okay, most of the house is spiderland.  Today I felt a little itch on my arm and what was it?  A spider. 

Yesterday I decided to face my fears and de-cobweb the half of the basement where I do laundry. (Seriously, I'd be pulling laundry out of the washer and if I pulled it up too high...cobwebs eve rywhere ...all over my ex-clean clothes...sick!)  It was interesting, but I'm glad I did it.  The paper towel kept ripping off my broom.  At one point I thought I got a spider with a big egg s ack only to realize it wasn't an egg sack, it was the spider's body.   eee....

When I was a camp counselor, I used to have to squash spiders all the time for my campers--big re d spiders.  And I would have to act like I wasn't afraid--have to set an example, right?  Now I scream like a little girl.  Joy's picked up that scream, only not from me, from the other kids at the pool.  Anyway, now every time I squash spiders I think of things like Harry Potter, and there must be some other movie with a huge spider (again)...I guess I let my imagination run away with me.