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#Faith #Anxiety

I've ignored Your whispers, Your warning signs, Your Word. I relied on myself, on my experience, on my own strength because...well because I thought I was strong enough to do all the things, meet all the deadlines, meet everyone's needs, and create in-between. When did I forget that I came from nothing? Why do I continue the cycle of insanity, believing the same thing will result in another conclusion, somehow? Now, left with anxiety that takes my breath, steals my peace, and robs me of dignity as I sit here and there, in the spotlight, with panic in my eyes, distressed styled hair, and hands that cannot stop fidgeting.
But You, God, are faithful to me, regardless of my straying, of my rebellion, of my stubborn arrogance. Waiting for me to pause just a moment and perhaps look up and steal a glance at the sky and remember just how BIG You are and how small I am. To remember that I am safe, I am seen, I am cared for, that I am still Yours.
So now once again, I lay it all at Your feet. Show me the way and I will take a step of faith, recalling my experience with You as my guide, back to calm and peace in the midst of this busy, broken dark world. You are my protector, my comforter, my steady ground, my friend. Now with a heart of gratitude and filled with hope once again, I can go forth and testify of the endless love, power, and compassion of You my mighty Lord. I pray this too for the one reading, that they come to a place of surrender which needs to a freedom beyond words. Amen.

Hello all,

I'm reaching out for prayer and support.

I am a lifelong christian, but I am going through a very difficult and uncertain period. I deal with depression, chronic pain and am unable to walk properly because of severe osteoarthritis in both knees. There are a number of other things, that I won't go into, but are making life quite overwhelming. I am in a very vulnerable place. I am asking God daily for His Strength, to help me heal and handle all that is going on.

I am quite isolated at this time, people tend to fall away when the suffering becomes great, you know ?
I love The Mighty and all the wonderful people here.

Hope all here are well.
Thank you so much

#Christian #chronic pain #Depression #struggling #Faith #Support #CPTSD #Trauma #alone

I’ve always been sensitive to pretty much everything, as a Highly Sensitive Person, and that includes the spiritual realm. I promise you that it’s real and evil exists beyond just the immoral actions and thoughts of human beings. If I hadn’t experienced the presence of evil in different situations in my past, I might not have taken this dream so seriously.

Last night, I had the most terrifying nightmare I’ve ever had. It started out as a pretty common scene: I was in bed next to my husband, and the kids had come into the room and were sleeping fitfully on the floor. Then, my fan started turning off and on sporadically, as though the electricity was flickering. First, I told the kids to be still, thinking, sleepily, that their movements were somehow causing it, then I felt a presence in the room, like an evil spirit hovering in the air. Suddenly, I felt like I couldn’t breathe and the evil spirit was trying to enter me through my mouth. I prayed earnestly for God’s protection, and the spirit backed off, but tried again. I continued praying, until I woke up, terrified, and begged for Ron to wake up and help me. “Something evil is trying to get inside me! It’s not a dream! Pray for me!” I cried out. Ron turned over, grabbed my hand and prayed God’s protection and peace over me. I prayed, too, “Jesus, you are my rock and my salvation, please protect me! Amen.” I spent the next several minutes trying to calm myself and convince myself that it really was “just” a dream. I don’t know that I’ll ever fully believe that. I’ve had too many encounters with the spiritual realm to believe that they couldn’t manipulate a dream to cover their shenanigans. All I know is that it felt SO real, and so incredibly terrifying. But, God protected me, as He always has, and my faith is stronger than ever, so whether or not I was truly under spiritual attack is a moot point. I tell you what, though. There’s a sin habit that I’ve been struggling to be done with that I’ve definitely renewed my battle against, because of this. I definitely don’t need ANY cracks in my relationship with God, after an experience like that!!

#SpiritualAttack
#Faith
#BPD
#nightmare

Let God fight for you. With each battle comes a victory. #MentalHealth #Selfesteem #Selfconfidence #Spiritual #Faith

Can all of you on here hope for me that all my birthday wishes come true. Please..

#MentalHealth #Anxiety #Depression #Hope #Faith #dreams