First I started to panic. Then I started to pray. It came in the form of pleading: “God, if You’re real, get me out of here!”
Fighting was the norm between her and her sister, and this author didn’t like it. Then a dicussion about Christian Science brought to light a new perspective that changed everything.
I felt the urge to turn to God, which was something I hadn’t done since I’d started the semester.
If you feel like your worth depends on what other people think or say about you, you’re not alone. This author felt the same way, until he began exploring more about his identity from a spiritual perspective.
It was so clear to me that this was the God-directed path that I stopped worrying and felt grateful for God’s guidance.
After being blindsided by a breakup, this author initially felt angry, hurt, and confused, and she wondered where God was. But as she prayed, a more tangible feeling of God’s love turned her thoughts in a new direction.
It was a great summer, not just because of the fun this author had, but also because of his healings.
The deepest peace I’d ever felt settled over me. I knew I was free—and I was. That was the end of those anxious episodes.