“For God did not give us a spirit of
timidity or cowardice or fear,
but [He has given us a spirit] of
power and of love
and of sound judgment and personal discipline
[abilities that result in a calm, well-balanced mind and self-control].”
1 Timothy 1:7 (amp)
For the last couple of years, anxiety
became a frequent companion of my life. Fear, worry, apprehension, unease,
fretfulness… Nevertheless, my anchor of hope, Jesus Christ, has sustained me,
has kept my feet on His steadfast path. His peace, which surpasses all
comprehension, guarded my heart and mind from falling fully into the pit of depression
and despair. He held me steady and kept me from drifting into danger so that I
could heal and recover, be mended and restored from my season of grief.
[Grief from the losses of my brother &
bro-in-law, the loss of my dream home, the loss of comfortable familiarity, the
loss of what I thought was my new dream home]
Yes, 2015 was a year of healing my grief-stricken
heart & mind. It was a year of resting in the everlasting arms of the Lord. It was a time of rebuilding my
confidence and refreshing His power and strength to my weary soul.
How did I or He do that?