![]() ![]() how fear has chased me and people-pleasing has set my pace, how anxiety has nipped at my heels, how the lies have worn me out. I don’t even fully understand what this means, but I put on my tennis shoes and go for a run when I get home. I want to be free.” A simple declaration comes to my heart: I am done running away. What if she doesn’t like me? What if I came across all wrong? I often have moments like this when anxiety gets the best of me.īut this time I pray, “Jesus, help me. ![]() Fear makes my breathing shallow, my heartbeat fast. I’m driving home from lunch with a new friend, replaying the conversation in my mind. ![]()
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