Anxiety

Ever had that feeling?

Heart racing

Palm sweaty

Internal chaos

Is it all in my head?

Or is this real?

The thief of all peace

Has come come again to hunt me

Rubbing me of my joy

And freedom to enjoy the moments in life that has been placed on a silver platter for me

And I claim to be a child of God

But why do I still experience this chaos?

His name is anxiety

His only hope is for me to crumble in his hands

To surrender to his schemes

And to beg for his mercy

He has convinced me that I am a broken car that isn’t worth repairing

He has told me I am a lost soul that doesn’t deserve redemption

And I fell for his ploys

But because I have a father that even the vocabulary fails to describe his magnificence

I would always get back up

I would not accept defeat

And I would always come out victorious

His presence alone

Guarantees peace, joy, and hope

That no thief can steal from me

Because all things surrender to his name

His name is God

He is omnipresent

He is omnipotent

He is all-knowing

Because of Him

My heart beats steadily knowing I have no worries

My palms feel warmer knowing His fire surrounds me

And my mind breeds silence knowing that God lives there

Anxiety has surrendered to me