Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The power of worrying.







Can you remember the last time you weren't worried or anxious over something? Can you remember how long those worry-free moments lasted. During the summer, I can recall times when this were true, but not for very long.

I have been a worrier ever since I was little. In fact, I've been clinically diagnosed with anxiety since 10 or 11 years old. I am an anxious person and anyone who knows me can tell you that. And it's only gotten worse as I've gotten older. I fully believe in God's power of healing and redemption, but I can't say I've been broken from the bondage of worrying. Truthfully, I'm not holding anything against God for that. Sure, it would be nice to not worry all the time, but if it's lasted this long in my life, I have to believe God has a reason it's still running rampant. 

Whenever someone has asked me why I'm so worried all the time, I honestly can't pin-point an answer. Genetics? My Grandmother worried all the time, my Mom worries alot, maybe I'm next in line? My life circumstances? I've been overweight my entire life and was bullied when I was younger. Control? Uncertainty? I think it's a combination. 

How does worry/anxiety play out in my daily life? When something happens out of the ordinary and I don't like the change, I feel a panic inside and can feel my heart beat faster and faster. Thoughts run through my mind of what ifs, what am I going to do, etc. And then I dwell on finding a solution until I do my best to solve it. Yes, I've had to give up before. And yes, things work out one way or another. So what does my worrying accomplish? Motivation? Drive? To an extent. My worrying also manifests itself into different actions. It takes my focus off of Christ, it leads me to complain, and it takes focus off caring for my loved ones. It leads to jealously, to comparison, and much more. Let's be honest, it requires a lot of time and effort.

But, Mandy, how do you reconcile worry with living a life devoted to Christ? Bam. The ultimate question. The question I still struggle with to this day. The one piece of bondage that I think holds me back from a more intimate and deeper relationship with Christ. The reigns I hold to control my life. The reigns that I will give to God, but when I don't see a solution in sight will snatch them right back as if I have a better capability to find the answer. Do I honestly think our heavenly father, the most perfect being, doesn't have a better plan than I do? No. But am I patient enough to wait for his plans? I don't think so. I've heard all the bible verses and I've read lots of literature related to this topic. From "denying Christ's work on the cross by not trusting in Him", to "not being a true Christian" and many other ideologies. 

Failed attempts. I've gone back and forth giving Christ control and trusting him in order to not worry time and time again, and yet I still am at square 1. There are so many uncertainties in my life right now, that I don't know how I can't be worried. For example, paying off college debt once I graduate, getting through the nursing program at Bethel and graduating (a long road ahead), and much more. But, you know what's ironic and what keeps me going? God's brought me this far. I'm 2 years through my undergrad career (and in a huge amount of debt already) and He has proven to me time and time again (mainly through exams and school) that If I put time and effort into things and trust him, there is no need to worry so much. 

When will it be enough? I feel like my whole view on life would be altered if I experienced the freedom from anxiety. I honestly, can't imagine what that would feel like. And I can't do it alone. It would take a lot of work on my part, God's grace, and the support of my family and friends. Would you consider helping me? Whether it's through suggestions, prayer, or empathizing, it would mean so  much. Please message, not comment if you feel led to do so. 



Blessings,


-Mandy


Sunday, July 14, 2013

A Trial Run

There are things I thought I would never do. Blogging was one of them. So was Myspace, Facebook, scarves, twitter, and others. But, I did it. I gave in to the societal norms of my age. I'm not even sure what went through my mind when I finally gave in to these. Perhaps pure curiosity, perhaps temptation. 

I'm not even sure if I will continue blogging, but I find myself more and more often wanting to write out my thoughts and I thought what better way to do so? So here I am. 

I know there are no 'set' rules to blogging. Blog posts can be sentences to paragraphs in length. You can choose to post pictures or not post pictures. You can write about travels, religion, education, and much more. But for anyone who knows anything about me knows that I can be a perfectionist about these type of things. And to be honest, when I decided to try blogging, I spent an entire day comparing wordpress to blogger, choosing backgrounds, and fonts. Pathetic, I know. And I guarantee this blog post will take at least a half hour to type. That's just me.

If there is one thing I want to express in my blog posts it is this:   to be     completely     transparent.  I'm not here to complain about my life, nor am I here to put on a mask and act like I have it all together. Instead, I want to encourage others and myself by being transparent about   where   I'm    at   in my life.  Sometimes that may mean sadness, sometimes happiness, and sometimes somewhere in between. But, whether my posts are about work, school, my walk with Christ, etc, I want to be completely honest and open. 

I invite you on this journey with me,



-Mandy