When I sat down in church this morning it hit me in the face. I wasn't expecting or looking for it, it was just there. I wanted to run to the bathroom and barf, but I forced myself to stand and worship. I knew why I was anxious and knew the only way I was going to get through it was to keep looking up.
But I really just wanted to throw up.
Picking up my keys, I started for the door. But I stopped, I knew if I didn't push through it now it'd be there again in some way or form. I had to break through it. And so I sat back down.
I prayed and I tried to sing the words to the songs. I kept losing track of the words and my singing would stop as my mind raced through every anxious, angry and upset thought. Choking back angry sobs that I refused to let out, I breathed deep and tried to feel God's presence in church. Why here? Why the one place where I've always felt safe?
Waves of nausea coursed through me and I felt my throat constricting as I tried to breath.
Then worship stopped and I sat.
I was gritting my teeth and trying to breathe when I looked up at a sweet older lady standing in front of me. "I've been praying for you, and God gave me this for you." She handed me a note. I didn't really know her, I only knew her first name. She chatted with me for a minute, and then I sat and read what she had written to me.
"Give me the fear - all of it. It isn't yours. The enemy has planted it to steal your peace and joy. Fear is nothing more than False Evidence Appearing Real. Trust me. I am with you and for you."
Tears finally flowed and my breath came deeper. My thoughts started to slow from the race they were on, to more of a jog.
It wasn't instant, but my fears began to melt into truth.
A smile escaped when the pastor shared Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you, declares The Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and a hope."
It's a scripture I've tried to argue away, saying it was given for a certain time and certain people.
But I can't argue with the timing that it was delivered this morning to my ears.
Or that two weeks ago a friend told me she had a dream about me and the message she got from the dream for me was "do not fear."
I have nothing to fear because He is with me.
It's evening now. My nausea is almost gone. My tears have dried. My heart is beating at a normal pace. I'm trying once again to let go of the control that I want to have on life and love. I really don't understand God right now. But my heart knows that that He sees and loves me. I don't know the "why" around a lot of things. And there's a lot that aches in my heart. But I know He's here with me and He can take away my fears if I just let him.

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