I Feel Out of Control
It's a cold spell. We had a long weekend of being cooped up in the house. The kids were off school and we had good family time. I've had something on my heart for awhile now, struggling through some anxiety, the kind of anxiety that stops you in your tracks, that grips you with fear, sends chills down your spine, you go into a cold sweat, the kind of fear and anxiety that paralyzes you. I've had many nights of tossing and turning, restless, sleepless nights, leaving me breathless and sick feeling. This weekend I finally voiced my fears to my husband and they went something like this: I keep having dreams, visions, feelings, and thoughts of something happening to our kids. I have a deep rooted fear of losing my children, the lives that mean the most to me, the gifts that we were given to nurture and care for, to protect, guide, lead, and disciple. I fear someone grabbing them while we are out of the house, I fear someone taking them when I have my back turned, I fear so...