Anxiety tends to lie to me. Sometimes it can tell the truth, but most of the time it boldface lies or tells half-truths (which are still lies). It tells me that I can only depend on myself to vet every situation of danger. It tells me to be ready for threats at all times and that I am not safe, even if I am. It tells me that I have to see threats coming or else I won’t survive. Anxiety shouts all kinds of things, and most of the… Continue reading He is bigger than our fears
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