Anxiety and Nighttime Battles
by Jennifer Greene-Sullivan
It’s in the quiet hours, long after the world has fallen asleep, that my battle with anxiety feels the loudest. A sound in the night—a child’s cry, the dog’s whimper—can shake me awake, and before I know it, a wave of panic takes hold. My heart races, my mind spirals, and I’m left trying to find peace in the darkness.
I spend so much time giving my fears to the Lord, asking Him to calm my soul and bring me back to equilibrium. Some nights, it feels like the wave will never pass. But in the middle of this struggle, I find comfort in my faith, even if the relief is slow to come. I know He’s holding me steady, even when I feel like I’m falling apart.
Anxiety
by Jennifer Greene-Sullivan
The pain in my gut travels down toward the floor
I plead with myself not to do this anymore
Why must I panic like a mere animal would?
The sands of time
move painstakingly
toward the hour
I bequeath my woes over to the One who ransomed my soul.
If you find yourself in a similar battle, know you’re not alone. God’s peace is stronger than the storm within. Take a breath, lean into His presence, and remember that His love is constant, even in your hardest moments.
Turn your heart to Him, and remember that His peace is stronger than the storm within.
2 Timothy 1:7 (NIV)
“For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love, and self-discipline.”
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