My husband had an emergency at work, so I had to go pick up our dogs at the dog sitters by myself. It was the first time I had done it by myself, and I was anxious about it. The entire time that I drove there and back, every possible thing that could go wrong went through my head. Without even realizing it, each time it happened, I found myself taking a deep breath and telling myself out loud that it was going to be okay. I was trying my best to believe it even if I wasn’t sure it was true.
There’s this thing of people having a pet being their anxiety therapy animal that they take everywhere to help them deal with their anxiety. I have often joked that my husband is my anxiety therapy human because often when I am faced with anxiety provoking situations, he really helps me get through them. It is true; he is absolutely wonderful, but he and I both know that I am strong enough to face those situations without him. He is my biggest cheerleader when it comes to saying things like that.
The strange truth is that when I face anxiety, I have found thousands of little tips and tricks that help. Yet nothing is as important as faith. It doesn’t matter where I am or when the anxiety hits, I know I can always depend on faith because it comes from within me. It’s learning that no matter how bad it gets God is always right there with me and I can trust that I will get through it somehow. I don’t know how most of the time, but that’s the miracle of faith, I don’t need to know.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
