“I fell into it again” I admitted to my husband late one sleepless night.
Anxiety is a sneaky thing. Sometimes we don’t even realize it’s an issue at first. It can start with a simple thought and yet the next thing we know, that thought leads to overwhelming fear and we find ourselves drowning in lies of the enemy instead of the Perfect Love that casts out all fear.
Perhaps the reason this giant got so big for me is that I kept on justifying my thoughts and fears as being rational. Which they would be, if I wasn’t the daughter of a good good father who is looking out for my every move.
You see, I start getting anxious when I stop trusting God to be in control of my life and to start putting it upon myself to be my own protector and to always be the one looking out for my best interest. Anxiety comes when I stop viewing myself as a beloved daughter safe in the arms of my Father, and instead start viewing myself as an orphan who has to look out for herself because no one else will. I take my well-being into my own hands and hope it will give me the peace I’m so desperately craving. It never does.
We can’t make our own peace, and we can’t receive it from this world. In order to truly be at peace, we must run to the One who is peace. We must let go of our orphan-mindsets and take on the mind of Christ. We must stop viewing ourselves as a slaves unworthy of the King’s attention and start viewing ourselves as sons and daughters that have been fully accepted into the throne room.
“For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, ‘Abba! Father!’ ” (Romans 8:15)
I choose to take off the orphan rags and to fully step into the daughter God created me to be – clothed with strength and dignity, and laughing at the time to come.