I remember the days when nightmares didn’t exist. My world felt secure. Of course, as we age, reality strikes.
Although I didn’t have a nightmare, I woke up with unsettling anxiety this morning. I tossed and turned to get the turbulent thoughts out of my head. Nothing would shake them. Only a few minutes of sleep saved me from all of the questions bombarding my brain. This has happened several times these past few months.
Questions about my trip to London, school projects, housing, job…I’m sure I’m not the only one who has experienced this phenomenon. Most of the time I end up blaming myself for giving into these unrealistic and sometimes outright stupid thoughts. If I fully trust God, I shouldn’t worry. I believe satan would like to taint my confidence in God’s plan.
So, I say, not this time! God wins this battle.