Krissy Field | @KrissyMField
“Don’t worry about anything, but in everything, through prayer and petition with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God.” Philippians 4:6
I suffer from anxiety. And I’m not talking about occasional times where I’m worried about things. I mean I have a perpetual feeling of unease. It might be about something. It might be about everything. It might be about nothing at all. This is something that I keep very secret. I do not like people knowing, so it’s not something I talk about. Only a handful of people know and they don’t even know to what extent it is. I am anxious, right now, as I type this. But, God laid this on my heart to share. I tried to get out of it, but He wouldn’t let me. So, here we are.
For as long as I can remember, I have had some sort of anxiety. Worry was always the word we used for it. I can remember my parents saying “Don’t worry about it!” But, that was so much easier said than done. I tried. Oh how I tried to just quit worrying. But there was always just something that I could find to have concern over.
When I was in high school, I was having some real stomach problems. It finally got to where I needed medical help. The doctor figured out that I had a stomach ulcer. And it was concluded that I had given myself the ulcer from worrying. And I think, as an adult, what was there to worry about that much in high school. EVERYTHING.
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