My fluency in the language of fear is met perfectly by God’s courage. Without fail, when my knees start to falter, I hear God’s gentle but strong whisper: “I’m with you.”
I found myself suffering from panic attacks and severe anxiety. But what I learned about God proved to be much more powerful than the darkness that was gripping me.
Could it be time to resign your post as caretaker of the world and instead become carefree like a child?
All of life is a spiritual learning experience. God is there for people who are suffering. People can really experience God's help and presence in the valley of depression.
Does God always heal instantly?
Any time you allow somebody to speak into your life, to give you advice, there are risks to consider. Therapy changed my life for the better.