About a year after I moved to Orlando I started attending the Orlando women’s evening class of Bible Study Fellowship. We were studying John’s gospel. I’ve been blessed to be able to study through the cycle of 7 studies and will be back in the classroom for the NEW Isaiah study in two weeks.
Tomorrow night I will join with a few dozen other women who will serve as discussion group leaders and children’s class leaders and in other administrative roles in the class for an evening of training. Late last year I began preparations to become a group leader. I’m (appropriately, I think) excited/nervous/anxious/twitterpated about the responsibility.
Twitterpated probably isn’t the right word — but it may be closer than the other three. Yes, I know that the word is really about being “confused by affection or infatuation,” but there is something in there that hints at the sense of uncertain good anxiety when a new thing is about to begin.
The term was part of a rather memorable conversation in Disney’s 1942 animated classic, Bambi.
Flower: [about two birds fluttering around] Well! What’s the matter with them?
Thumper: Why are they acting that way?
Friend Owl: Why, don’t you know? They’re twitterpated.
Flower, Bambi, Thumper: Twitterpated?
Friend Owl: Yes. Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example: You’re walking along, minding your own business. You’re looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of a sudden you run smack into a pretty face. Woo-woo! You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head’s in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you’re walking on air. And then you know what? You’re knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!
Thumper: Gosh, that’s awful.
Flower: Gee whiz.
Friend Owl: And that ain’t all. It could happen to anyone, so you’d better be careful.
[points at Bambi]
Friend Owl: It could happen to you…
[points at Thumper]
Friend Owl: … or you, or even…
[Flower looks at Owl shyly]
Friend Owl: Yes, it could even happen to you!
Thumper: Well, it’s not gonna happen to me.
Bambi: Me neither.
Flower: Me neither.
No, not the right word exactly. Still, there is more in what I’m feeling that resembles springtime love than anything akin to fear.
If you’re looking for a Bible-focused study of God’s Word that will challenge and encourage you, may I suggest you consider BSF? (There are classes for men and women and children. You can look for a class near you on the BSF Int’l website — there are around 800 classes in the States.)
As I’ve been often reminded, BSF is designed to be a season of preparation for a lifetime of service. The focus is on God’s Word — the study always pushes through to application — and the way of study will equip and empower you to study God’s Word with or without other resources, other people, other input. You the Bible and the Holy Spirit.
Maybe its the Holy Spirit who gives me a bit of that twitterpated feeling.