From as far back as I can remember, I have struggled with the fear of man.
I had a great Dad, but when it came to baseball, I just could never be as good as he had been. He’d been a catcher and had even tried out for a major league team. So I became the catcher on our little league team (plus no one else wanted to do it).
But I was a lousy catcher. I didn’t have a strong arm; runners stole bases on me like there was no one behind the plate at all. Every game I feared I wouldn’t play well and my Dad wouldn’t be happy. After most games, I felt like a failure and disappointment to my Dad as a baseball player. I was greatly…
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