There I said it.
You know what I’m talking about – the person who is never still long enough to think about their life. The one who is either the life of the party or in the pits of despair. I see you nodding out there. I’m the one who is always trying to make the people around me smile – no matter the cost – because I love the way it feels. I generally don’t care if I look stupid as long as someone is laughing or it puts someone at ease. On the flip side, I can suffer great bouts of fatigue and the blues when the good feelings wear off.
Now, I have to say I’ve got a program working for me. I have come to realize the power of the verse that says “Be still and know that I am God”. Some days it’s my mantra. Be still… be still… be still… breath… ah, there it is – peace. Some times my therapy includes a couple verses of “Jesus Loves Me” or “Tis so Sweet to Trust in Jesus”. And, occasionally those choruses have been sung rather loudly to silence the voices of fear, anxiety, loneliness or just the jagged edges of my mind. But, it always comes – that peace and how sweet it is when it does.
The good news is, once you start working the “program” it becomes a part of your daily routine and sometimes you even forget that you’re doing it – it just comes naturally. But it’s good to know it’s there and it works in those moments I fall off the emotional wagon and that peace isn’t far behind.
Yes, I am an emotional junkie – but finding God in the still has brought me out of the depths and into recovery. Yea God!
