Facing the big D can be a challenge at best.  First we must decide if that D stands for Dragon or Dentist.  I am probably equally frightened of both.  Although I have never come face to face with a dragon, I imagine it would be quite scary.  I know going to the dentist strikes fear in my heart.  My dentist assures me that he does not breath fire  nor have a long spiky tail, however he does sometimes wear green scrubs.  That’s sort of like a dragon…..Right?

     I know God says, “Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God.” Isaiah 41:10, but………….does that even apply to the dentist?

     Now my dentist is a wonderful man; very kind and gentle.  He knows my fears and is careful to tell me everything he is doing and how it will feel.  My fear has nothing to do with him.  In fact, we would be great friends if he would just keep his hands out of my mouth.  That is not easy for a dentist to do.

  My fear is from an early childhood experience with a huge, gruff dentist who terrified when I was 5 years old.  Why it still bothers me, I do not  know.

     Going to the dentist for me is a necessary evil, an unpleasant task, a stressful situation.  Still, if I want to keep my own teeth I must endure this torture.  Like many unpleasant things in life, sometimes we just have to face the dragon and get on with life.

     II Corinthians 12:9 says, “My grace is sufficient for thee: for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”  So I choose to believe God’s word and will continue to visit my dentist.