Hi Friends, One thing I’ve loved in sending these weekly devotional emails is the way we get real with one another. I’ve felt so honored by the way you have let me in on your struggles and your redemption moments. Something we’ve talked about over the years is anxiety. Let’s go there again today: No matter who you are or how strong you feel, there are seasons in life where the strain of anxiety can feel like too much to bear. The sleepless nights with a heightened heart-rate that no deep breathing exercise seems to touch. The self-doubt about the past and what-ifs about the future. The bruised relationships with past scenes replaying in our minds again and again and again even decades later, anxious thoughts giving way to more anxious thoughts as the cycle spins faster. It’s in these moments I am glad that, while God is so near, He is altogether unlike me. He is not caught off-guard or swept up in the vortex of my uncertainty. He stands firm and steadfast, as He has always been. This is not because He is indifferent. Oh no. It is because He is a refuge. Brick upon brick, steady and unchanging, towering and unyielding, heart moved with compassion for me: He is my refuge. He has promised that anyone, at any time of day or night, can run into Him and be saved. He has promised that, when we ask Him to, He will send His peace to stand guard over our hearts and minds (Philippians 4:7). We sometimes think of peace like a dove, meek and gentle. But in these moments when we are most off-kilter, His peace is more like a Green Beret at the door of our minds, letting no anxious thought take hold. I run into You today, God. You are my refuge. Set peace like a soldier to guard my heart and mind. Keep me today. — Anna |
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