We love reading Jeremiah 29:11, about God’s plans for us; plans for GOOD and not for EVIL. What many don’t realize, however, is these words were written in a letter to a group of captives just after being savagely ripped from their homes and taken to a strange and evil land. This group cried out for deliverance, but instead of carrying out a dramatic rescue, the Lord told them to ease up, chill out, settle in and make the most of it.
There are days my pain is so relentless I don’t even want to get outta bed. For many of us, there’s no escaping our prison of pain. So what do we do? The answers to that are many-fold, but one thing I DO know: We cannot EMBRACE our misery; we must rage against it!
I was once lost and now I'm found. There was a point in my life when I was terrified, like I was in this dream, wandering aimlessly through life and not finding anyone to help me. Trudging through the darkness, with no ray of hope, and finding no friendly faces.
I've never had an anxiety attack, but one of my best friends struggles with them. Those who suffer from them have told me about the racing pulse, the terrifying thoughts, and the feeling one is going to die. It is for my friend—along with anyone else reading this who shares the same battle—I offer the following thoughts, Bible verses, and prayer.