I was in a conversation with a group of women and all of them mentioned they were on anti-anxiety meds. At one point they began talking about the pros and cons of their medications. This wasn’t at a doctor’s office, a counseling center, or a group therapy session. They weren’t even people I knew that well. It was just in everyday passing conversation.
PEOPLE FEED ON PANIC
It seems like this is the norm for the world we live in. For example, if one reads or listens to most media, it seems structured to produce the most alarm. People then feed on that panic and (whether the story is true or not) it gets passed on to the next person. What do you do when the other person has just handed to you a heaping portion of their fear and that begins demolishing your own emotional equilibrium?
MY FIRST PANIC ATTACK
I remember when I had my first panic attack. Didn’t even know what it was when it hit. I felt frozen and in terror both at the same time. The bottom had dropped out of my world. I didn’t think that life would ever be calm again. In our particular situation, the last thing I needed to hear was about a person who had fallen into financial hard times and ended up homeless. However, that is the narrative my mind became fixated on. So, what helped?
HOLDING ON, REGARDLESS OF HOW THINGS LOOK
I added to my tool belt. People, situations, conditions, etc. can all change or disappear overnight. Through the events on and following that year, I’ve discovered that the Word of God is the only solid ground I’ve found to stand on. Sometimes I might not be happy with what God says, but that has nothing to do with the veracity of it. What I’ve learned to do is to hold on and keep holding on, regardless of how things look. Afterall, I’m dealing with an Eternal God and He doesn’t change. He has it figured out for today, tomorrow, and the rest of eternity.
OUT OF A HORRIBLE PIT
This is one of the verses in my tool belt: I waited patiently and expectantly for the Lord; and He inclined to me and heard my cry. He brought me up out of a horrible pit [of tumult and of destruction], out of the miry clay, and He set my feet upon a rock, steadying my footsteps and establishing my path.He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God; Many will see and fear [with great reverence] and will trust confidently in the Lord. (Psalm 40:1-3 AMP)
What’s in your tool belt?