I am an anxious person. I'm the type of person who wakes and up goes to sleep always wondering what there is to worry about, what worry can I move onto, what worry can I create in my mind out of the situations around me...even the people around me. Our minds can deceive us, even our own voice and heart beat can be false, like a dagger in the gut. So, as human beings we learn how to build a life, brick by brick, through following that tiny voice inside that doesn't always make you feel like your falling down a dark pit. For me, that voice is Jesus.
We're never out the battlefield(quoting Joyce Meyer's Battlefield of the Mind) but you know something, everyday I wake up just a little bit different, with a little more change in my heart and little more strength in my spirit.
"Anxiety is for the creative ones" I've been told more times than I care to say.
So here's to the creative ones; to the people who choose to get out of bed in the morning even when it' so cloudy in their minds they can't see past the haze. To the people who tell themselves time and time again that there is hope, there are weapons to be used in every battle, big or small.
To the ones that have so many dreams, plans and bright pictures locked away in boxes that need to be released into a world that needs to see them.
Here's to letting anxiety be the drive to empathize with people hurting, to prepare for the things we can change, hold on to the things and people we love most.
For every fall let's dust ourselves back off.
For every cloud of doubt let's hold onto and clean up that one truth that is fogged up in the aftermath.
Because I'm learning my feelings don't have to control me anymore, not if I don't let them.
I have the shield, the Truth, a voice.
So here's to you, for being someone this world will always need, even on the days you'd rather have anything else but your very own mind.
I think your mind is beautiful, powerful and capable of doing phenomenal things.
