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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Why is it we always imagine the worst case scenario? I had to speak for a ladies event on Saturday, and since I don’t do a lot of speaking, I have to say I fretted over it for about, oh, six months. I don’t know what I thought would happen. I’d fall off the platform—or worse, my shoes? I’d say something that would cause three-fourths of the attendees to leave the room? What?

I’m happy to tell you none of that happened. Well, okay, the microphone box did fall off my skirt once and the little earpiece came off more times than I can count, but it wouldn’t have happened if I had stopped waving my hands while I talked. Sigh.

But all in all, it was a great day and things went off without a hitch. (Course, it helped that I gave DeBrand’s truffles to a few lucky participants.) All right, and I had a ton of people praying.

Most of the time things don’t turn out as bad as we imagine them. So why do we imagine the worst? Is it because we’re writers? What?

Care to share what YOU worry about and why?

Diann Hunt  
posted at 8:09 AM  
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At 9:48 AM, Blogger Dana said...

I pretty much worry about anything and everything. Why? 'Cause I'm a plain old worry wart. :(

"Be anxious for nothing but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God and the peace of God which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus."

That was from memory so it may not be word for word but it's close. And I forgot the reference - it's in Philippians - 4:5-6 I think...

I guess what has to happen when we make our requests known to God is then to leave them with Him and trust Him with them.... I tend to pick them right back up. Rely on Him, rely on Him, rely on Him...

At 10:04 AM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

So true, Dana! Boy, sometimes it's a struggle, isn't it?! But I'm thankful that in my weakness He is strong!! Whoohooo!!!!

At 11:06 AM, Blogger allen said...

I used to worry myself sick...but then one day, I realized, worrying doesn't change aanything and it clouds your thinking to point where you can get in an even bigger mess. If it's out of my hands, I just let God deal with it. It's much healthier.

At 1:03 PM, Blogger Tina said...

Oh goodness. I worry about everything and it's my goal to stop.

I worry my book will be a flop. I worry I'll stutter when I do a speaking gig, and I have. I worry something will happen to my kids. I worry I'll totally mess things up - because I'm such a klutz and have no grace. :)

I mean seriously, I have to stop. It's a lack of faith, isn't it, to worry so much? Seize the Day!

At 1:54 PM, Blogger Kayla said...

Money. Ack. I even tried to stay on a strict budget to stretch my money as far as possible. When I got a bit obsessive (or a LOT obsessive) about it, God poked me and asked when have I ever done without?

Thankfully, this was before my spring break, which is this week. I threw out my budgeting papers and have happily spent my money on things that I desperately needed. I even found great deals that I would never have gotten at home. I'm being a good steward, then, right? And not worrying.

I'm not.

At 3:21 PM, Blogger Julie Carobini said...

I'm not wild about public speaking either Diann! I held my breath while reading your post, lol. I'm sure they loved you!

At 3:26 PM, Blogger Malia Spencer said...

I'm sure you were great Diann. And of course DeBrands...mmmm. I'd do anything for that. I just finished up the box Colleen brought me last night.

Once you have that there's NO going back to other chocolate. I'm ruined for life. LOL

At 4:15 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Ain't it the truth, Malia! There's no going back after DeBrand's!

Thanks, Julie! By the way, I read a GREAT review on your book yesterday on!Congrats!

At 4:35 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

Good timing, Di. I could use a dose of encouragement. :-} I'm speaking to a group of ladies this Thursday. I performing a sketch (short play) before the talk. It's one I wrote and ties in with my talk.

I just got an email from the techie. Turns out I won't have any sound for rehearsal. Sheesh. Can we say unprepared?

Pray, please. I can see the arrows starting to sling my direction.

While I'm talking about my writing, I'm tying it to tracing God's hand nad usi nyour talents for God. Obviously, the enemy wants to stop it.

At 11:44 PM, Blogger Anna Marie said...

I can be shy with some people and not with other's.
That's is what I worry about , I wish I was more bold.
But I LOVE public speaking and I'm good at it.
It's funny how shy people can be more comfortable
with public speaking,than in a room making small talk.
One time I got a "Aman" when I was talking , I was like yah! LOL

At 12:33 AM, Blogger Katie said...

Wait! It's possible to talk WITHOUT waving your hand? I'm going to need a moment.

Ok. Loved your post. When I'm getting ridiculously whipped up about something, I finally ask myself, what's the very worst thing that could happen and could I handle it? And the answer is always yes, somehow you always handle things.

Then I focus on the fact that God will be with me and remember that I am but a human and that making mistakes doesn't matter at all. It's the trying and the doing that matters--that's where the juice in life comes from anyway isn't it? Those fearful things that makes us feel like we might die, and then when we don't, BOY don't we feel great?!!!

At 1:02 AM, Blogger Kara said...

I have a job that requires a lot of public speaking and I get worried every time despite pretty much every single one of them going okay!

There is only one exception... a time when I was presenting to a group of finance executives and suddenly the backdrop collapsed on top of me!

At 1:50 AM, Blogger Kristin said...

I don't worry as much the older I get. I used to worry about being humiliated all the time, now I think, oh who cares??? My daughter dared me to mimic Shakira's "Hips Don't Lie" at her school and she nearly died when I was about to do it. I think the reason I don't worry as much is because nothing I worry about ever happens, it's always something else. LOL kristin

At 5:56 PM, Blogger Liz said...

I highly recommend Speak Up with Confidence by Carol Kent. My public speaking class read that this past quarter at college and it helps so much. Although I'm sure you are an excellent speaker. I'm always afraid I'll go over time or mumble when I'm speaking.

At 6:25 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

I live on a fault line and worry about earthquakes.

Why do I worry? My beloved dad was a legendary worrier. He made worry look like it was a "spiritual gift." Somehow, my dad believed that worrying showed he was conscientious. On the job. Considering every angle. I grew up believing that worrying was a good thing--despite my knowing verses to the contrary. Boy, talk about wrong thinking. Sheesh! But I still struggle with worry...and often succumb to it.

At 9:00 PM, Blogger Robin Caroll said...

What do I worry about? What DON'T I worry about? LOL But at least we're all in this mess called life together and our Father provides us with a new dose of grace every day!


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Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

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Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

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Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

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Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

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