The alcohol level and his delirious state of mind gripped the eyes of my soul with fear. Feeling vulnerable as the passenger, my prayer to God was, “Protect me”. Back from a trip with “the boys’, my boyfriend was furious with me. Getting through a vulnerable circumstance is possible. Anxiety no longer rules my life.
The Stars of the Night Sky Under My Lids.
About a mile down the road the field on the right was dark and the surface dusted by starlight. In the distance dim lights troubled me. If only I could be there already. The slur of false accusations baffled me. His belief was I went out on him when he was gone. He was convinced I had been with another man. His fixation smothered me like a lid placed over a flame. “Pull over!”, I demanded.
Abruptly our bodies jolted to the right side with a fierce thrust forward and slammed back into the seat. My grip on the door handle slid off in time to plunge outside. My body weighed a thousand pounds running through the soft dirt. Loud profanities littered the quiet expanse as I frantically trudged through the depths and in an instant, I became a captive of a heavy breath and insane beast. My body was jolted around and the stars under my eyelids swirled like a pinwheel strung with lights in the wind.
The noise of his curse words popped off me like a pebble thrown at a window. The disgusting beast was attacking a stone. There was an intangible safety. And a physical surrender to the beast. The thought of running to town in the dark was no longer the optimal option. The ride back to his place was quiet except for the immense internal cry to my Savior. All I could fixate on was God. The tremble in my flesh was overcome with focus on Him. I was stunned like a chicken on a table with a string being pulled through between its legs. Hypnosis drowned me.
Extracted from the abyss, years have passed, and the hypnosis that shielded me now serves as discernment. Between now and then lessons about anxiety released any hold on me. Senses of deceit used to feel like being surrounded by hungry lions. My tongue would be pulled to the back of my throat fixated to the roof of my mouth. The tension in my throat felt like a cactus replaced my adam’s apple. And my heart felt revved up like a car at 8 RPM’s. Those days are over.
Anxiety riddled me later in life. Ambulatory visits to the emergency room were never fast enough. Death was imminent in my mind as if the time had come. Until anxiety was named, the riddle of anxiety captured me and resolve became the focus. Through the belief that God restores his people, how beautiful His truths are revealed. The journey felt treacherous and unstable all the while being held in His mercy with the love and kindness of his people that follow their inner guide to help those like me. Now with the ability to manage anxiety, and a way to acknowledge the triggers, holding fast to Him is what calms me.
The stars of the night sky permeate my soul with wonder these days. The care of my Heavenly Father through the atrocities of evil is beyond wonder. Any stars under my lids will be met with the same faith. What an acknowledgement to the One that saves and rescues the soul.
Beyond choice my spirit is protected, and my soul chooses with His discernment no matter what stars I see.
Are you or someone you know riddled with anxiety? There is a way to overcome. My hope is you will come to know from my story how you or they also can overcome.