Friday, September 26, 2008

My PHOBIC life...

I wish that I was a great orator, that I was naturally articulate. I wish that I could stand up in front of a group of people and deliver my thoughts without having every single word written out. I wish that I didn't stress about the upcoming speaking engagement every moment of every day; like a person waiting to step up in front of a firing squad. I wish I haven't had anxiety dreams every night for the last few days. (Last night I dreamed I lost all my teeth.) I wish I hadn't paid for that public speaking class at BYU. Obviously it didn't pan out like I had hoped.

So, this Sunday I am speaking in my ward's (my congregation for those who don't know Mormon speak) sacrament meeting. I have twelve minutes to either embarrass myself or to show that I am a relatively intelligent person who can put two thoughts together. I have spoken before. Usually I get asked to speak every two years depending on the size of the ward I am in and how often we have moved. It is difficult every single time and does not get easier for me. I get super stressed out. Usually the day before I have some sort of mental break down. (Tears are usually involved.) I have already started preparing James for the inevitable scene: me pouring over manuals / scriptures / talks from general authorities, trying to find that one perfect quote, that one perfect point.

It is not that I am afraid of getting up and speaking. The actual delivery part I have no problem with. It is the content that I stress over. Since I am relatively young and have had a relatively easy life, I don't have many personal experiences to draw upon. So, I rely heavily on the experiences of others. So my conundrum is this...how do you come up with something novel and unique to share about a topic that everyone knows about and knows what we need to do regarding it? Its hard. I scour ALL available sources...internet/friends/quote books/manuals, you name it. I over prepare; desperately trying to put things together. It is hard. I realize that as imperfect humans, we need constant reminders of even the most basic gospel concepts (prayer/faith/reading the scriptures/etc.), but to do that and say something that people will remember and respond too at the same time is the trick. I have prayed for help and inspiration, and feel that I have adequately prepared. So know as I write my talk today, my biggest prayer is not to have an anxiety attack and that more importantly some part of what I say will touch someone as truth.

James is relatively calm about his talk. He says that I always do a great job and that I really should be worried about his talk. (I do that too.)

6 comments:

quiregirl said...

I hear you. In a public speaking class I took in college (which I dropped the day I was supposed to give my first speech), I was the only one by a show of hands who would rather have both legs broken in a car accident than speak in public. How embarassing!

It's actually nice that you don't throw in too many personal experiences. Some times that comes off as the-gospel-according-to-the-speaker, you know? You'll be great, but I'll pray for you anyway. :)

Corrine said...

i stress too...good luck...share your talk with us after :)

Kelly said...

Oh, I'm glad I read this! I'll look forward to hearing your talk tomorrow. I'm sure you'll be awesome. Public speaking is the number one fear of most people, even worse than death! But you'll be AWESOME! Now I'm excited for Sacrament meeting tomorrow.

merathon said...

sooooooo. . . how'd it go? i feel your pain, though. i hate writing the talk but really LOVE giving it. i think i need a speech writer!

to answer your question, still no gas!

Johnny said...

hahaha.. tam.. I can totally see you stressing over this..

Just chill.. you'll do fine!

love,

your bro, JLR.

jennie w. said...

I was sick that day, so I missed it. Bummer! I'm sure you did a great job.