Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Pushing Through








Some days you feel like you just can’t do enough—Cleaning the house, trying to gain order and discipline in your home or your habits, trying to spend enough time with God and each of those you love, serving others, etc.

Something is always left undone despite your best efforts. Sometimes you even lose your cool under the frustration of it all or grow disappointed in, even condemning, yourself for your slip-ups. Could God ever really use a hot mess like you? Will you have made a positive impact when it’s said and done?

Remember this during those times– Jonah only had ONE mission- to “deliver a message”. Yet in all four books, he is whining and frustrated and doesn’t display the attitude you’d expect to find in a mighty believer. He is depressed. He runs, avoids God, and is shown practically kicking and screaming the whole way.

Throughout that time, God is also seen beside him, chasing him down, nudging him, encouraging him, providing for him every step of the way. –Sometimes in mind-blowing ways. In the end, Jonah delivers the message. He is successful! Even with all of the extra work, 'flares', and discouragement that Jonah felt, the Lord was able to use him. He just had to push through and depend on God.

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Whatever you’re facing today, know you’re not alone. Proverbs 3:5-6 says Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and HE will make your paths straight. <3 Peace be with you!





Sunday, March 20, 2016

Oh Anxiety...




Do you struggle with anxiety? If so, my heart goes out to you. But you are not alone! Did you know that…

  • General anxiety affects 6.8 million adults, or 3.1% of the U.S. population. 
  • Women are twice as likely to be affected as men. 
  • Anxiety disorders are the most common mental illness in the U.S., affecting 40 million adults in the United States age 18 and older, or 18% of the population. (Source: National Institute of Mental Health). 
  • According to a 2007 ADAA survey, 36% of people with social anxiety disorder report experiencing symptoms for 10 or more years before seeking help.
  • Anxiety disorders are highly treatable, yet only about one-third of those suffering receive treatment.

In addition to those statistics, I have also struggled with it. It can be debilitating. I know. Even when it’s not to that extreme, it can still be frustrating and exhausting. But I have learned some things that have really helped me to keep it in check. I’d like to share them with you. (As well as make myself a good list to check in with, if I have a flare up.)

First let me tell you about two of the most significant periods that I’ve experienced it. The first was in high school. It was a season that I was also suicidal and diagnosed as borderline bipolar. Paxil, Trazodone, Depakote were several of the pills that were prescribed for depression and insomnia. I struggled with full out panic attacks. I could be walking down the hallway with a bunch of friends, laughing and having a great time, then BAM. I would suddenly start to hyperventilate and the tears would come uncontrollably out of nowhere.

The second was actually in the last year as I sorted out some personal changes. Other than that, I occasionally struggle with more of a general or social anxiety. These two scenarios are just the most severe and the notes below are what I’ve learned through those experiences. Clearly you may have different triggers but hopefully at least one of the things below will speak to you.


1. Boundaries

In the first scenario, when anxiety was at it’s height, I was paralyzed. Honestly, I didn’t know why at the time. –Because I thought I was ‘fine’ and dealing with everything okay. But there were some situations in my life that brought me a great deal of stress. Being a minor limited how I was able to deal with it. Counseling helped but removing myself from the situation, even only temporarily, brought me the most immediate relief.

In the second scenario, there were some things that were out of balance. –And with the best of intentions and a good heart, I allowed them to get that way. –And it wasn’t until I felt like I no longer recognized myself that I realized that I had let it go too far.  Only then was I able to see how, by not having good boundaries, I was carried away. By this time, even the smaller flares of anxiety were more frequent.

In both cases I was just too close to the situation to be objective or to recognize where things were fuzzy. If you’re experiencing a burden, is it possible that you can step away [from it] to take a better look? If you’re flying solo most of the time, you might also actually need the perspectives of some good, strong, positive, God fearing peers.

When it comes to boundaries, the best verse that I can give you here, is what I consider to be my life verse. “Above all else, guard your heart for all you do flows from it.” - Proverbs 4:23 God made each of us with a special purpose and individual dream(s), gifts, responsibilities, etc. As stewards of the measure that He has given to each of us; not having appropriate boundaries can result in misuse, disobedience or sin on our end.

And if you’re feel too muddled up to know where to put a boundary, start by considering what your values are. What relationships you want to have in your life and what you want them to look like. Then identify what you know that you don’t want. Even if it’s in accomplishing tasks, setting big rocks vs little rocks, I have found it particularly useful to identify where I am willing to “fail” in addition to where I want success. Because let's face it, we really aren't able to do it all! This way, you can come up with the best plan and when it doesn’t go quite right, you already have an idea of what needs to get bagged. –In the heat of the moment that’s a lot harder to discern.

Whether you are starting with values and God’s will for you life or if you’re ready to focus on the boundaries. Here are some resources below that can help you get started.
  • [Podcast] “Guardrails”, Andy Stanley | If you download the “Your Move” Ap the segments are free.
  • [Book] Discovering God’s Will”, Andy Stanley – This is particularly useful, if you lost touch with your values. It helps you paint the initial picture, then you can start establishing the guard rails.
  • [Books] Boundaries”, Henry Cloud | Test

2. Rest

Hebrews 4:1-13 is a great passage to read about the Sabbath Rest for the People of God. I encourage you to read it for yourself but let me share with you some points that stick out from it. The first is that verse 2 of “the message” translation states We received the same promises as those people in the wilderness, but the promises didn’t do them a bit of good because they didn’t receive the promises with faith.”  My commentary on this area says that “When we trust our own efforts instead of Christ’s power, we too are in danger of turning back. Our own efforts are never adequate; only Christ can see us through.” 

I don’t know how it is for you but as for me I find that I always have one more thing to do. Whether it’s a committee that I can be on or a class that I can take. Even when I try to leave from work for the day or when I am home on Saturday in my sweat pants. There is always one.more.thing. that can be done.  It competes with the time that I spend with my husband and our kids. It competes with my time outdoors enjoying nature. It competes with sitting still and doing nothing!

But isn’t my answer to the call of the ‘To do list’ because I trust that I can get it all done. Even when I am worn down, growing irritable and out of my love walk [the second greatest commandment], I am still trying to complete the list.  But for what? In the end, I don't want to be known as the "master list checker-offer." Yet is it pride that would allow me to look at that list and say “I’ve made this happen.” or “I’ve completed that list...” Trusting in self…? uh-oh

Start small and find a way to work into your schedule small increments of “sit and do nothing” time. Whether it’s a few minutes a day, a whole day of the week or some other format. If we’re too busy to focus on our love walk and even resting [in our Father’s love], then we’re flat out too busy. I heard a great quote at church last Saturday night that I believe applies here. “You will never have dominion over any appetite of your body until you make fasting a regular part of your diet.” - Fred Michaux, Pastor of City Life. Consider your “to do” an appetite. Then fast from feeding it, even if it’s only in the smallest of ways.

Lastly, if we skip down in our same chapter, verse 7 reads Those earlier ones never did get to the place of rest because they were disobedient. God keeps renewing the promise and setting the date as todayskip another line “…TODAY, please listen, don’t turn a deaf ear…”


3. Take Thoughts Captive

This item and the one after might seem like contradictions and so I will do the best that I can to separate them. THINK about what you’re thinking about! I read a book over the summer called “Change Your Questions, Change Your Life” by Marilee Adams.  It was interesting to see how she identified that our responses to situations lead back to thoughts that start from one of 2 places.

The first is, by judging situations. In her example, the main character often wound up angry or frustrated because of judgments made in his own thought process early on. The second is by taking a learner approach where again, the main characters were more accepting and willing to move forward with something all by changing a few words in the initial questions that they asked while assessing situations.

I found the same to be true with my own thoughts. I am more critical of my children and others, when I judge what they’re doing instead of trying to understand what they are trying to accomplish or where they are coming from. I am more self deprecating when I judge my actions, instead of embracing the learning curve of figuring things out. Situations frustrate me more when I judge them instead of looking for way that I can change them or their impact.

I have also noticed a similar “pattern” with all of my feelings too. -Particularly around fear, anxiety or depression. Many times those responses also seem to lead back to the order of my thoughts. 2 Corinthians 10:5 says to take EVERY thought captive. Just because a thought comes into our minds, it does not mean that we have to think it. If it doesn’t line up with the mind of Christ, STOP thinking it. Would Christ be anxious? Would Christ worry? Would Christ be stressing over x, y, or z? Would Christ stew in regret? No. In fact, even if it was the last option, He’d right the circumstance and have peace, or He would say “My Father rights me” and well… He’d have peace!  I firmly believe that you and I are to take the same approach.

I used to think that we should combat those those ‘bad thoughts’ by trying to rehearse scripture back to the devil about who we are in Christ. But to tell you the truth, I felt a little nutty doing that and it seemed to wind me up all the more. I now believe that we shouldn’t even give the devil the time of day. When that misaligned thought comes up, switch the subject! -Sing a song, phone a friend, or do something/anything other than think it!  -Heck bust out in some praise to God. After all, worship is a weapon! Maybe also keep a journal and when you are anxious, FIRST ask yourself what you are thinking about. Did your location, a person or event trigger a change in your thoughts? Jot your answers down.

–THEN switch the subject and do one of those other things!


4. Listen To Your Body

This is where I said it can get a little tricky. If you’re wigged out from all the thoughts you’ve had, it could be really easy to just ride the wave of how we’re feeling or if those feelings are only a reaction to trash that you’ve been thinking, well… that’s a problem. You don’t want to go that way. That’s why I put the thought thing first.

I get the pleasure of working with a lady named Donna Highfill. Before she came to the bank she was a personal coach and public speaker. She once said something to the affect of your brain can’t tell the difference in real fear or fake fear. If you are in a situation where you are afraid for your life, afraid of spiders, afraid of small spaces, etc. or if you’re just thinking about the thing that you’re afraid of, your brain is already responding. It’s releasing chemicals and your muscles are contracting, your heart rate or breath is responding in accordance to your brain activity. Your brain doesn’t know that you don’t need to be afraid. 

I bet that’s probably why Philippians 4:8-9 says “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.” To remind us of the importance of keeping those -thoughts- in check.

BUT

What about those other feelings that you have when your body is trying to tell you something else? Like, the gut feeling that you have when you know that it’s time to go or that you shouldn’t be somewhere and yet you stay. Or the resistance you feel when you are spent but you are still trying to push it or yourself to the limit. Or when you’re so stressed that you have wake up in the middle of the night to run off the tension. -But you don’t consider waking up in the middle of the night to run, a problem. Even the little ways, like feeling full but continuing to eat, needing to cry but holding it in are ways that our body speaks to us that we ignore. Heck, are you covered in hives, struggling with ulcers or migraines? Nearly every physical ailment can be linked back to stress or diet. It’s not always the root but are we even listening to our body?

What about dreams? I am not really a dreamer. Once in a blue moon, I have one. Unless I am in a situation that needs attention. When that happens, there are many dreams that reoccur or really stand out. For example, in high school [same season] I had dreams about being in car wrecks, which I believe was because “the path that I was on, was out of [my] control” Later, I had dreams about my teeth falling out, which I believe is because there was something happening that I “couldn’t sink my teeth into”. I know that sounds ridiculous or a little too cliché, except that those calculations really were accurate for the time period and I only had those dreams then. They didn't make sense to me at first but the dreams queued me in and when I resolved the issues, the dreams stopped.

There are definitely times when our lives demand attention and a response from us and our bodies can give a variety of responses to help you tune in. And sometimes a Pastor, a good Christian friend or Counselor can help you navigate the right questions to ask yourself in determining if it’s your thoughts or something else.

But YOUR POWER lies in your ability to decide. Is ‘x’ okay or right for you? What are you going to do about it? YOU can do something about it!

Unfortunately, sometimes we do have to face and persevere through situations that cause those responses. Experiencing loss, lay offs, sickness and significant life changes certainly happen to us with or without our permission. Exercise can help you combat the physical responses that may occur while you’re going through it. Yeseven if it's running in the middle of the night. Also, referring to the items on this list can help you navigate this season.

And Finally, 

I don’t believe that feelings are bad. In fact, many of those feelings can be great indicators that we’ve got a situation that needs to be put in the proper place. It’s how we respond that makes the difference.

I know you’ll also expect me to tell you that prayer and time in the Bible will help. I’m glad to oblige but more so, I want you to know that reading my bible, spending time in prayer, attending church and developing my own faith and personal walk with the Lord has helped me overcome more than any other thing that I could do on my own. So, I am not just telling you to do that. I mean it with my whole heart. Having his spirit within me, is like an internal compass that helps me know when and where it is best for me to navigate. -But then we have to follow that direction.

Don’t be like those guys in the wilderness. Receive his promise and do it today. After all, he gave you TODAY again!


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Sunday, August 9, 2015

In his presence

This morning I hear Jackson waking and he calls from upstairs. Usually, I hear "Momma come and get me." This morning it is something different. I can't understand what he's saying and so I ask him to repeat himself. He complies but I still can't make out the words.

I walk slowly up the stairs into the darkness, fully prepared to collect him and bring him back down. When I make it to the top, I ask him what he needs, pretending as if I don't know. He returns a long drawn out "nu-u-uffin." He pauses and then says, "Can you do me a favor?" Surprised by his request I say "Sure son, what is it?" He replies with "Lay with me for a few minutes." I chuckle at his cleverness.

Part of me wants to talk him into coming back down with me so that I can continue what I was doing. Instead, I crawl into bed and find him between the mounds of blankets and pillows. As I lay my head down, I feel his arm sweep me into a sloppy headlock. His way of knowing if and when I try to escape. haha. As much as I love being with him, something else calls... Still it does my heart good to stop, wait and touch him. I note the details of his skin and shape and size. Although I can't see him.

Even at this early hour, I am humored at the God-incidence of his timing. As it turns out, I am actually playing hookie today to go to the beach alone. -It's the first time I've done so in years. I've taken the day off before plenty of times but I usually fill it with errands, chores or a more controlled chaos. Some recent events are making me -forcing me to come to a screeching halt.

In this moment, I recognize that a similar reward awaits my willingness to submit again later in the day.

The tasks downstairs are just one of those ways that I cling to my Jesus while I search for answers. Fervently reading scripture trying to stuff every nook and cranny with his word, a hint, a moment of prayer. ...In every drop of quiet time that I have. I want nothing more in my life than to be the Godly, faith-filled woman [wife, mother, daughter, etc.] that he designed.

Challenging myself with NEW and MORE- It's as much something that I love and can't get enough of as it is maybe an obsession. Just as the work of it calls me from being still with my son. It competes for the time that I actually spend resting with our Father. Because while he calls me to be still, I am filling the stillness.

A day at the beach doing nothing seems so wasteful when there are so many things that need doing while I am able. I think of books I can read, posts to finish, lists to write and letters to send. Then I remind myself that my only assignment today is not having assignments.

Fast forward



I go to the beach and collect shells. I admire clouds and practice floating while listening to the sound of the ocean floor. Back on the sand, I allow myself to doze without worry. To my surprise, I am never bored or restless. I flinch at all of the things that work might disguise or invite to tag along.

I think about building faith. Learning to focusing on "anything good" and replacing old habits with new ones like prayer, study, service and meditation. But holding so fast that we cling to them. It reminds me of being white knuckled on a roller coaster as a child. I gripped the bar to keep from sliding. Sometimes we "cling to Jesus" or the rituals that lead us to him because we're afraid we might return to old habits or places; Or for the fear that if we let go it may lead us to stagnation.

Yet even as all of those things are good, holy and fruitful. They cannot replace the time we actually spend with him. The truth in that sentiment keeps surfacing but I just keep sweeping it aside. A pile accumulates like a dune of sand or a mound in the darkness. It blocks my view and makes finding him similar to my earlier experience with my son. I know he's here and I hear him calling. But I-

...am worn out.

I fall to my knees. One by one, my elbows crawl into the sand, stretching out into a position of stillness. Finally prostrate. I have surrendered. It is then that I realize when I cling to him so tightly; I never let go so that I can trust whether or not he's the one that's really holding me.




My soul clings to You; Your right hand upholds me. -Psalm 63:8

Friday, July 31, 2015

Children of God

I've been a bit cranky lately. Preoccupation of the mind plays a role in it, I know. Not allowing time for rest is another part, if not the root, of the problem. I tend to hit the road hard and then find myself completely tapped out even before the day is over and sadly sometimes in the presence of others. Today was no exception.

I left work later than I meant to today after a support call ran long. In my bustle to get the store to pick up something for a covered dish dinner, I turned the wrong way and almost forgot to pick up my kids. Yes, really! haha. Thankfully, I realized my error before I made it too far. But I did really forget my wallet at home this morning. **sigh**

I made it to the bank to get cash and headed back the store only to be escorted by three wild and enthusiastic not-so-cute cuties. The mental ticker tape ticks while my time runs out and am fizzled out before bible study even starts tonight.

Tonight should be exciting! My mother is in town and we haven't seen her since December. We're doing a bible study with family. My family -together. There's covered dish dinner, with really no fuss and gosh- In my solitude, I am thankful for every day that we get to share. But as I enter my mother-in-laws house, the restlessness in me starts crackling... my nature to hurry is fighting to set or keep the tone. With every flinch, I have an internal conversation about my choice to love instead of pop. But I can't seem to stop popping...

We move through the class and I start to mellow slightly but there's a swirl of unsorted thoughts and feelings running through me. Still pulling. Still twisting. 

When the evening ends we all get settled later than normal. I know that this won't help tomorrow run any smoother. Jackson (my three year old) and I go to brush teeth and his bed time has already left him behind in the dust. He is so defiant about having to brush his teeth. He stutters a little as he starts rattling off excuses. "Imma- I- I'm a man and I don't have to brush teeth!" "You didn't make me do it yesterday?!" "My teeth aren't dirty." 

I'm not really going to win anything here. He's mad about where I set him on the counter, the color tooth brush I gave him and the type of toothpaste, etc. It's a little exasperating but I stare at him and study his every move. 

He has such a dirty little face. While he is really not a crier, his eyes water easily. His stubborness forms an invisible dam and keeps those perfect mossy pools from spilling over the rim. His eyes really are a beautiful shade of green but never more so than when full of emotion. They are filling now.

His head is all tilted down so that I know he's serious and he pushes his fists into his hips and his bottom lip tosses out into a frown. I don't even care what he's saying by now. I am captivated by him. This family can be so ornery sometimes and yet he is still so beautiful in his display of that. I just want to snatch him up and chew on him. Hold him. The gush of my heart can't help but empathize with him. It soothes my own little fury. 

In that moment, I can't help but feel God look upon me with that same lens. I guess the only real difference between myself and Jackson from that height [in this moment] is that I sometimes I chide myself during and after my own outbursts. Where as he is so youthful and so determined to find his way. I suppose I forget sometimes that I am still finding my way too. Perhaps just as stubbornly. Both of us think that we know most of the answers.

Then there is God watching and waiting. Not scolding or ready to reprimand. Not throwing his hands up or turning to abandon. -But instead knowing that sometimes our sense of "right" or "wrong" is only temporary and that the discomfort will be too. Slow and steady he continues with what must be done despite our outbursts. Never loving us any less. Hoping to soothe us into and hold us in our own restful peace. 

How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.”  -1 John 3:1

“Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.” -1 John 4:10-11





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