Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him...
– Psalm 42 & 43
Summer is by far the busiest time of the year for me with work, family, friends, and own personal upkeep. It never fails that I have a few nights of really crappy sleep. Even when I'm not stressed about anything specific or experiencing the feeling of stress, I will have too much energy flowing through me to be able to truly rest. "3am!" My brain screams at my eyeballs. "Let's dooooo this!"
At moments like these, I feel like I have two options: objectify my anxiety or be objectified by it. The Psalm lyric above is an amazing example of this. The psalmist(s) objectifies his soul (or emotions/limited perspective) and is not overly impressed by it.
As anxiety constantly connects one thought to the next in a steady flow of chaotic craziness, I have to be awake and conscious enough to consistently refocus and realign my heart, mind, soul, and strength to Love. Sounds fanciful, don't it? It is the most rewarding thing I've ever experienced though. And it actually transforms my anxiety into a really wonderful exercise that helps me become less anxious about anxiety.
1 Peter 4:8 says something along the lines of, "Love covers, solves, satisfies a multitude of crap." It makes sense of the senseless. So, why am I worried about things and to-do lists when the answers are in my relationships?
Shawna, I love you. Thanks for bringing me coffee today.