Pushing Past Panic

Last night was one of those nights.  You know them.  The nights where your glasses seem to be more like magnifying lenses, making every fear and possibility larger than life.  Now, before I start getting phone calls from friends and family, let me explain that there was nothing particularly frightening happening last night.  Just the usual family stuff, my husband’s birthday, a loved one in the hospital, an over tired teenager and a schedule on which it seems everyone is depending on me to be several places at once, just normal family life…But for some reason it felt like my whole world was falling apart.  And no, I was not hormonal at the moment.

I tried voicing my concerns to my husband.  He is a very kind and understanding man, but he doesn’t get it.  Anyway, it was his birthday, and I didn’t want to bog him down with how truly panicked I felt inside.  That’s when I decided to go and spend some time with Him.  Nobody else can take His place anyway.  So I went into my little room of solitude, sat in my comfy chair and opened His love letter to me.  I said, “I need to hear from you tonight.  I am at my wits end.”  I will not tell you what He spoke to my heart, as it was for me and for me alone, but I will tell you that I almost instantly had peace.

It’s easy to run to someone you love after a tough day and pour out your heart, but do you really feel better afterward?  Is anything solved or different about your circumstances?  But there is a Friend Who sticks closer than a brother.  He comforts and heals, and He never disappoints.  Can I recommend that you spend some time with Him too?

19 thoughts on “Pushing Past Panic

  1. Oh, goodness. Sounds to me like you let yourself run too low.

    Not that I mean to sound like a know-it-all, but this is what I tell all my new worship leaders: anyone that doesn’t spend at least an hour with God every week is going to get creamed. This is especially true for people who hold ministry positions.

    We really are like drinking glasses. I know that’s what everyone says, but it’s very true. Over time, we run low and that can affect us. What you described above is exactly what I go through, too. I start to feel a little irrational. It’s my indicator that I should have spent some time in worship, prayer, etc. before my meter hit empty. If you’re strapped for time, try breaking it into two 30-minute uh, sessions? Don’t like that word; it sounds impersonal — but you know what I mean.

    • Actually, I’ve been spending tons of time in the Word, and in a certain type of prayer. (I’m experimenting with The Book of Common Prayer), but I think you’re right. There is oil and there is wine. The scripture and the words of others are like oil, they get the pump primed, but worship and conversational prayer is like the wine. I’ve been a little low on the wine part. Thanks for sharing…Your blog is great. (My daughter leads worship.)

  2. Oh boy, I was in a similar situation 2 nights ago. The Lord answered my prayers in a way that was perfect for my situation at the time. He knows exactly what we need. Wonderful post,as always 🙂

  3. Thanks for being transparent with this post topic. You’ve reminded us, once again, that it is Christ we must run to….Christ we must count on. If we follow your lead and run to the prayer closet, He’ll meet us there. Thanks hon for posting this.

  4. This is a wonderful post! I have those days often and as wonderful as my husband is, he’s not always the best to talk to for peace. I love the idea of turning to God and feeling peace inward. I actually did something similar the other night and today. And I feel better because of it. Thanks for sharing!

  5. I needed this focus for beginning my day. He is our pillar and our strength-all things are through Him-He gives us that peace and all it’s wonder.

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