The way I see it, anxiety’s not always a criminal who picks the lock of your soul and takes you hostage until you give something up, whatever that “something” is. Though it does feel as if anxiety breaks into our souls like a thief, he doesn’t seem to want to take something and go. He stays. He lingers.
Let’s pause today and recognize being overwhelmed doesn’t mean we’re weak. It means we have given absolutely everything we’ve got. Now it’s time to give ourselves what we need too.
Even in our fear of uncertainty, our faith can be bigger than our fear. And our hearts can be firm, trusting in the Lord,
My strengths are closely tied to what I label as “weaknesses.” Perhaps it’s about focusing on the parts that are helpful and letting the other stuff go.
So how do we live through disaster well? We take our terrifying anxieties and our aching sorrows in both hands and we look heavenward. We choose to let despair draw us to Jesus, rather than away.
