My anxiety has been plaguing me these days. Some days are harder than others, obviously. But lately, I’ve been having the REALLY hard days. I’ve been having those days where I don’t even want to get out of bed for fear of having a panic attack. Or those days where I’m sitting at church with my girls and I can feel the anxiety stalking me out like a vulture to a carcass. And I had a thought the other day, admittedly a dark thought: Why doesn’t God take this away from me?
I remember days where I would beg God to make it stop. I mean, in the middle of an anxiety attack, BEGGING God to stop it, begging God to take this pain away. And He never has. Honestly, it’s frustrating. I mean if He’s God and Almighty and Sovereign, He surely can stop me from being anxious and having anxious thoughts, right?
“…I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger from Satan to torment me and keep me from becoming proud. Three different times I begged the Lord to take it away. Each time he said, ‘My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.’ So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.” (2 Corinthians 12:7-9 NLT)
“For we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose for them.” (Romans 8:28 NLT)