He doesn’t comment on my photos telling me how “gorgeous” or “hot” I am to him, and I don’t get the “I love you too, baby’s” whenever I post something admiring him.
We played phone tag for hours and then he texted me a text I hope no one ever has to receive from someone they love and miss: “Still not working. Phone’s going to die. If this goes through, I love you.”
"You have a hard time getting going in the morning, yet you can’t fall asleep at night because your mind just. won’t. stop. You do your best to appear OK, and feel neglected when everyone then assumes you’re OK. Because anxiety is, often, a silent struggle. It’s often used flippantly, as though it’s just a synonym for being worried. But it’s real. And it sucks. It sucks so much, and speaking of, it sucks the life right out of you."
"There's power through these verses because they’re God’s words. Change happened. Anxious thoughts began to diminish. Worry let go of its constant grip."
"When I realized and truly believed, rested on, and drew strength from the fact that through the Holy Spirit, Jesus lived in me, I was able to abide. I was able to continue in truth. The truth set me free."
You may not see it, but there is a battle going on. A war of two realms, fighting for your heart. But Satan has no foothold where God's children are speaking His Truths. Anxiety has no place where God dwells.
