The Bible tells us to not be anxious all the time. I’ve heard it said that we are told to not worry 365 times in the Bible – one for every day. So what does it mean to not be anxious? Be perfect? We can’t be perfect. That isn’t possible for humans.
Even trying to not be anxious makes me anxious. Then I get all wound up about how wound up I feel, and then I wind myself up even more. There has to be another way through this or into this.
Both my parents were anxious. They both smoked two packs of cigarettes a day. This meant that every twenty minutes they were lighting up a new cigarette. I’m anxious too. I have stress-busting techniques, but I still feel anxious more than I’d like. I walk. I work out. I write and draw. Then I got to the point where I realized that just trying to cram all those activities in every morning was causing me more anxiety. When I prayed about it, I got back that perhaps my anxiety isn’t something to be anxious about. Perhaps it is who I am. Perhaps I need to embrace it, to see it as a gift and not a problem. Perhaps God needs me to feel this way, and is using this feeling as a pathway, an opening.
Perhaps I need to see my “anxiety” as not a problem, but just a feeling. Or perhaps see it as the same as my need to wear glasses, or that I’m shorter than the average person. It isn’t a defect. It is my normal. God doesn’t ever want us to compare ourselves to anybody else, either good or bad. God loves us exactly the way we are. God made us this way. Don’t be afraid of it.