being a christian who struggles with mental health, I have always felt as though there was a certain stigma surrounding the idea of a person of faith in an all-powerful, healing God taking a medication for anxiety + panic attacks.
truthfully, I didn’t know what I was going to try and post about today. it’s been a very busy season for me and my helpers who help make this blog so possible, so it’s been easy for me to put the blog on the backburner a little bit lately. but, after last night, something was laid so heavily on my heart and knew I needed to share.
I hope you all are doing so so so well! I feel like with the year being a quarter of the way through, some of our “new year” motivation has faded and we need new reminders that are going to keep up inspired. Here are some of my favorite quotes that keep me going!
Dreams can be intimidating. It sounds funny to say but sometimes we can picture something that feels so big – so beyond us – that we leave ourselves thinking, “that would be nice, but there’s no way that’s going to happen.” But often times it’s in the ideas that scare us that we find our successes; but it’s also where we can find an immense amount of discouragement, whether it’s from people around us or in our minds.
I’m a firm believer in the power that community holds. It might seem like sure a simple concept, but it’s true that the stresses and hurt we feel when we’re plugged into a solid, like-minded group of people is significantly less than when we feel isolated and alone.
If you’ve been keeping up with me at all then you’re no stranger to the fact that I was caught between a rock and a hard place this summer when my anxiety began to feel like too much to bear and made it hard to get out of bed. I experienced a lot of stressors within the course of 2 weeks – I lost a lot I didn’t anticipate losing. It came with a lot of damaged self-esteem, rejection, abandonment, and a lot of questioning if I’d ever be good enough. I know – it sounds pretty pathetic; but that’s the point the events I had gone through in such a short amount of time this past summer led me to. It didn’t really matter how many times I told myself “it has nothing to do with you,” or “this doesn’t define you,” I still managed to find a way to make myself feel as if surely there was something I could have done to make things different. That’s how the Enemy works; he has such a way of being able to twist our thoughts that even when we know things are out of our control, he can still find a way to be in the back of our mind saying “you weren’t good enough – and maybe you never will be.”
This should have been one of my first posts to go up. But truthfully, this blog has gone through quite the evolution since the first post a year and a half ago. Ever since I became more disciplined about posting to The Southern Sooner over the last few months, I am frequently asked “what made you want to start a blog,” which sometimes feels like a loaded question.
The idea of having peace can be hard when we feel like we’re amidst so much. In theory, it sounds easy to accept the things we can’t change or to take each day as it comes and try to live without fear and anxiety of whatever the future may hold – but in reality, it’s so easy to feel life’s burdens deep within our core; it’s hard to quiet our soul when we feel like everything inside us is talking to us at once.
The thing is that finding peace doesn’t necessarily mean that you’re completely blissful about your circumstances. To an extent, you can still be bummed about whatever it is you’re going through – peace means that you’re able to find freedom within your situation; that despite the uncertainty you feel, you can also find a particular serenity and hope that things will be okay, even if it doesn’t feel like it right now.
Because I’ve had my fair share of trying to find some inner peace, I have put together some of my favorite verses that have provided solace for me in times of need.