It happened just the other day. I felt myself freezing in panic. My chest tightened, my lungs couldn’t expand. I leaned against the kitchen counter and tried to get myself under control.
What had caused this anxiety attack?
Plain and simple fear of the unknowns in life.
For a minute I let myself be consumned by all the negative things that could happen to my well-ordered world. I started dwelling on the “what ifs” and lost all sense of God’s providence and His desire to give the best to His children.
In no mood to face the world I still forced myself to get in my car and drive to work. Along the way, I put on some praise songs and let my heart cry out to the Lord. Just help me to know you’re in control. Help me see that you care!
A friend met me in the parking lot. She handed me a gift bag. “I got you something.”
I stared at it. “Why?”
“I found these over the weekend. I bought one for me and my daughter. I thought you might like one too.”
I pulled out a small box. God’s Heart was stamped in gold letters along the top. Inside was a beautiful silver bracelet. Gold and silver letters spelled out G O D in the shape of a heart.
I cried.
God had spoken to my friend’s heart and moved her to buy this gift for me, knowing that several days later I would treasure the assurance it gave me that He is in control and loves me.
I pray that God would give you such a moment this week. A random act of kindness or uplifting word that would bless your heart and convince you of His unending love for you.
What a beautiful story Kim — thanks so much for sharing. And what a gorgeous bracelet!
Thanks Sherry! I’m wearing it all the time now to remind me that God is in control even when I feel like my life is not!
Thanks for sharing! 🙂 I love it when I have those moments…the ones that scream “this is His answer” to me, but others may not know how much it helped. God always speaks my language! 😉 And I have to agree with Sherry, beautiful bracelet!
I had a panic attack a long time ago. I had been in a car accident a couple of weeks before. I was rushed trying to get from point A to point B. It was rush hour & I was in the turn lane. Suddenly, I looked at all these cars & thought. They are going to hit me, they are going to hit me. It was awful, but then the light changed & I had to get busy & move on. Also, years later I had moved to LA & used to wake up every morning & wonder what’s going to happen to me? Will I get a job, will I find a place to live? I would shudder every morning with fear. Sometimes I still have those fears, I don’t have an attack- but from now on maybe I’ll pray the same thing…show me you are in control.
I hadn’t had one in years, so I’d almost forgotten how frightening they are. You’re right though- prayer is the best weapon/medicine we have to fight them!