I am sharing with you a post from a blog that I follow~Lori Lara…..please be sure and check out her website….you will find a log of wisdom and hope as she shares about her journey of recovery, hope, and the healing power of God’s amazing grace.
Recovery isn’t about being happy; it’s being at peace with yourself.
Recovery isn’t about righting your wrongs; it’s getting right with God.
Recovery isn’t a destination; it’s taking baby steps in the right direction.
Recovery isn’t about controlling your behavior out of shame; it’s making good choices because you love yourself the way God loves you.
Recovery isn’t about repairing your reputation; it’s letting God develop your character over time.
Recovery isn’t about having strong will power or following self-help programs; it’s being healed and strengthened by the supernatural power of God.
Recovery isn’t about making everything work out the way you want; it’s relinquishing control and letting God work out the details of your life.
Recovery isn’t about following a list rules, to do’s, and shoulds ; it’s being completely and utterly dedicated to the truth.
Recovery isn’t about becoming a better version of yourself; it’s returning to who you were created to be.
May you discovery recovery today…and every day.
Can you tell a difference in your own life between anxiety and worry? I worry about specific known dangers. When I’m worried I’m focused on one bad thing and I feel upset because I believe that if that thing happens my life will be miserable. Worry is an obvious response to a temporary danger. When the danger passes I feel grateful and move on with my life. When I’m not in danger I can strip worry off and leave it behind me like a pile of filthy clothes.
Anxiety is an enemy that strikes like a monster in the dark. Anxiety shifts and morphs and reappears as if from nowhere. There are times when I can feel the monster breathing on the back of my neck but when I spin around to see its face it slips away into the shadows. Anxiety hides deep inside, afraid of the light of day. I don’t think my way into it, and I have to believe my way out of it. Each anxious day unfolds like a wrestling match where I battle an enemy faster and more powerful than I am. Thank God, I don’t fight alone.
The best thing I can do to turn the tide against the anxiety beast is to remember who God is and what He has done for me. I must remember that God is good; that He rescues the perishing; that He breathes life into death; that He opens the eyes of the blind; that He heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds. Meditating on these truths builds a force field around me that keeps the anxiety monster at bay. Inside I find my peace.
Let me close with this and remember the blessing: Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. (I Peter 5:7)