Dream God-Sized Dreams…”Dear Chihuahua of Fear…”




I’m linking up today with Holly Gerth, author of “Dream God-Sized Dreams. Here’s the writing prompt to write this post:

“Fear hangs out right next to whatever it is you’re most called to do. That means the closer you get to your calling, the louder fear sounds. Keep going–fear is a chihuahua that sounds like a Doberman.” — You’re Made for a God-sized Dream, Chapter Five

It’s in letter format, and she wants us to begin with an odd phrase… (I’m really not fond of chihuahuas since they are the only breed of dog that’s ever bitten me, and I live with two great danes. But that’s too deep for me to even think about, so here goes)



Dear Chihuahua of Fear,

I have some things I’d like to say to you. You are a pain in the rear. You are constantly “nipping” at me getting on my nerves, when I know that I’m doing exactly what I should be.

Sure, I became a pharmacist so I wouldn’t have to deal with little chihuahua’s nipping at my feet. I’d be protected behind that great big counter in the pharmacy. I’d have people to back me up. When all else failed, I’d have the big doberman boss to take care of me. But no. God had other plans. Apparently, little chihuahua, He wants me to face you…even if it required stooping down a little—a lot.

So  with the onset of grand-mal seizures, depression, and resulting prescription drug addiction, I found myself down on your level you little pest! For seven years, I felt about as low as you are. Maybe lower. No independence. No driving. Constant migraine headaches. Pills, pills, and more pills. Some necessary for my migraines and seizures, and some because I’d become addicted to the stupid stuff and would start never-ending vomiting if I stopped taking them. Uggghhh.

So finally, after I gave you a swift kick to the curb and prayed for God to show me his purpose in all of this (as opposed my prayer for healing or the rapture), He gave me an honest-to-goodness, overnight miracle. Yes-sir-ee. No more seizures, no more headaches, no more depression, no more pills, and best of all—no more desire or need for pills. So little chihuahua of fear, you were outa there.


God had to go and ask me to write and speak to share my story! So now I’m not only in front of the pharmacy counter, I’m in front of the world. The Internet world, the speaking world, the conference world, not to mention the world that would love to see me fall flat on my face back into addiction. Yes, believe it or not, they are out there.

I hate promoting myself, but what I must remember that I too often forget is I’m not promoting myself. I’m promoting God. I’m giving Him the glory. I’m writing for Him. I’m speaking (though very reluctantly) for Him.

So chihuahua, I’m much more afraid of you than I am dobermans, but it’s time I leave that fear completely behind and let God take over.

I recently heard Alex Kendrick speak. He is the actor/director in the movies Fireproof, Courageous, and Flywheel. He prayed for God to let his little church films be shown in like 40 churches. But look what God did. His films have been in theaters all over the country, on DVD, and have reached millions—even billions 0f people.

So I’m not putting any limits on my dream. It’s God-sized…God-initiated, God-constructed, and God-controlled. (You may tweet if you like…just click here)Wink

Get out of my way little chihuahua, God has me!












Here’s a short interview with Alex Kendrick and how his dream became God-sized. It’s worth the watch. Enjoy!







  1. It’s my first time here at your blog–you linked up before me at Holley’s place today. What a fun (but seriously good) idea– God-prescriptions! Your Rx of the day is a verse I love and encountered in yesterday’s quiet time. I’m working on committing it to memory.

    • Thanks Elizabeth! I have found so many great blogs through the link-up. And the prescriptions kind of came naturally since I’m a pharmacist…and my name name means “heavenly.” Who knew when I was little and hated my name so much? Thanks for stopping by and commenting! I’m working on committing more verses to memory myself right now. I memorized verses in the Christian school I went to when I was little, and when I was so sick and struggling for 7 years, I didn’t realize how important those verses written on my heart were. So keep memorizing! never know when you’ll need them 🙂

  2. Yes, look what God did! Awesome. What a powerful story, and I love that you’re sharing it. I spied your Allume button on your sidebar. I’m going too:) I’d love to meet you, Celeste. Thanks for stopping by my blog this week!

    • Thanks Mandy! Sorry I’m so late in replying…it’s been an busy few weeks and I missed several comments on my blog…which I hate to miss! We will definitely have to connect at allume! I can’t wait! It’s in my home town which is how I even heard about it!

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