Take a Walk in My Anxious Shoes

by Ashley D'Aubin on August 11, 2016


Come, reader. Take a walk with me as I reveal the inner workings of my brain when I’m anxious.

6:45 a.m. Is it morning already? Snooze.
7:15 a.m. I am so tired. Snooze.
7:45 a.m. I need to get up soon. Snooze.
8:00 a.m. Great, now I’m gonna be late for work. 

I typically start my days anxious because, if I’m being honest, I’m a morning-person-wannabe. I don’t often feel prepared for the day ahead, regardless of the time I wake up.

After a blur of applying make-up, choosing an outfit, feeding my dogs, grabbing an on-the-go breakfast and kissing my husband goodbye, I rush out the door to head to work.

The anxiety begins. My chest tightens as I spiral into worry about being late and wondering how many red lights I will hit. The anxiety worsens as I start to think deeper… Your morning didn’t go as planned. Why can’t you just wake up on time? You’re not responsible. You got plenty of sleep… you’re just lazy. Your friends were probably awake for hours drinking coffee and doing their quiet times while you wasted your morning. Now, you’re not prepared for your day and you have a long day of work ahead of you.

As I start to think about these questions and believe these lies, the physical effects of my anxiety set in: burning pain in my chest, shortness of breath, nausea, stomach pain. Although I don’t usually experience all of these symptoms at once, they come and go throughout the day.

The thoughts begin again, as if the anxiety is talking to me. What if this pain doesn’t go away? Why can’t you just let go of your anxiety and trust God? Will you ever be able to live anxiety-free?

Lists Can Be Helpful and Hurtful Reminders

As I settle in to work, I glance at my to-do list. My work to-do list seems conquerable, until things get added to it throughout the day. With each added item, my fear of not being able to check everything off the list grows. And don’t even get me started on my personal to-do list. I go about my work day and begin to feel buried under a mound of metaphorical sticky notes reminding me of the things I need to get done later.

  • Grocery shop
  • Do the laundry
  • Finish that book you’ve been reading for 3 months
  • Start that new book that you’ve been dying to read (that all your friends have finished already)
  • Prepare for bible study (you’re the leader, you can’t be unprepared)
  • Set up the lunch meeting you’ve been talking about since May
  • Do the favor you promised your friend you’d do
  • Clean the house
  • Make the dentist/vet/doctor appointment
  • Pay the bills
  • Buy a birthday gift
  • Take out the trash

My work and personal to-do’s combine to form one seemingly unending to-do list. And in the evenings I find myself exhausted mentally more than physically. I usually end up feeling sorry for myself rather than actually being proactive and tackling the things I need to get done. It seems easier to turn to social media or television to escape the anxiousness and the growing demands rather than to face them, even though doing so just pushes the anxiety into tomorrow.

10:30 p.m. I really need to stop watching Netflix and go to bed.
11:00 p.m. I should have been asleep an hour ago.
11:30 p.m. I’m tired, but my mind won’t let me fall asleep.
12:00 a.m. I just thought of 3 more things I need to do tomorrow.

It’s as if my entire day is a collective reminder of how short I fall–one big disappointment. Like I will never catch up and achieve all that I want to achieve each day, each month, each season, each year.

It’s easy for a non-anxious person to say, “Just stop worrying,” or “Worrying is a waste of time.” But those of you who can relate to this blog know that at times, it can feel impossible to halt the worries of life.

It’s Not All Bad News

Reading an account of my average anxiety-filled day is pretty depressing because it seems as though I’m trapped with no way out.

But, here is the good news that I hold onto: Anxious thoughts are not from the Lord, and with Him, I am not alone.

I know that these feelings of guilt and shame are not from God. I know that my anxiety is the voice of Satan feeding me lies about my identity, my worth, my future. He plants thoughts of worry in my head because he seeks to steal, kill and destroy (John 10:10).

Because I struggle with anxiety on a daily basis, I deal with the side effects while also learning how to combat it and fight against my negative thoughts.

God’s Word Can Transform Our Thoughts

One way I’ve learned to combat anxiety and worry is by claiming Scriptural truths over the devil’s lies.

Satan’s lie: There are so many things that could go wrong tomorrow.
God’s truth: “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.” Matthew 6:34

Satan’s lie: You’re not good enough.
God’s truth: “…for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.” Psalm 139:14

Satan’s lie: You don’t matter.
God’s truth: “But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.” Matthew 10:30-31

Satan’s lie: You need to try to take control of this situation.
God’s truth: “And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?” Matthew 6:27

Yes, this is a daily battle. But, I am so thankful that I have the Lord on my side, fighting for me. He pours out His love for me each day, drawing me near to Him, ready with open arms to carry my burdens for me because He cares for me (1 Peter 5:7). If I didn’t have God to cling to, I don’t know where I’d be.

If you struggle with anxiety, stress or worry, know that you are not alone. There are people out there that can relate with you, counselors that can help, and remember… God has never left and will never leave your side.


The Sun Will Rise on a Sleepless Night

by Sue Miley on August 3, 2016


There is no clock in the room.  It is still dark and even though my husband and two dogs are taking up 80% of our sleeping space, I feel alone. Time is suspended.

I try not to think.  Thinking stops the clock.  The minute hand of sleep will not return leaving me alone in the dark with my thoughts for…

…for what?

…the next few hours?
…or is it only minutes?

For the sun will rise on a sleepless night.  It always does.

Yet, our mind plays tricks on us and tells us that the dark means we are tired and burdened.  That we will stay tired with sleep deprivation; peace stolen by the long restless night.

I used to try to fight it.  As if staying in bed tossing and turning showed my perseverance against Satan.  It also signified my faith that God was waiting in the sunrise.

Then one day I didn’t fight.  I didn’t try to stop the recurring thoughts whirling through my head, over and over, like a broken record. I didn’t try to stay in bed until the time reached the seven hours of sleep I was hoping to get.

I remembered who God is.  That He isn’t bound by night or day.  I can reach out to him through the shadows and find His hand.

I remembered that I am never alone.  Whether in a sea of people or the solitude of a sleepless night, He is always with me.

I got up and created a special time for He and I.  My ritual for our talks is through pen and paper.  With legs curled underneath me, a blanket to warm my soul, I share all thoughts with my Savior.

Through pen and paper the thoughts dissipate as they appear in ink.  Jesus receives them and faithfully responds.  I realize in my prayers that nothing is different in the dark.  The problems haven’t worsened.  The outcomes haven’t changed course.

Usually, the sleepless nights I used to dread, become treasured moments of closeness with Christ.  Where I am fully aware of His presence and my need for Him in the darkness and the light.  I find new perspectives in the quiet listening for His response.

What used to seem like an eternity of being awake in the dark soon comes to a close as His peace permeates my stubbornness and I am able to shut my eyes and find sleep.

That relaxed state that comes from knowing that the sun will surely rise, even on a sleepless night.


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