Testimony Part 2: Peace

As I approached middle school, worry consumed me. I don't know why, and I don't know how it started, but I know that the only thoughts that went through my head all day were anxious. Understanding life without worry was not something I could wrap my head around.

I cried all the time. I cried myself to sleep almost every night. At school, when I could no longer hold the tears, I would go to the bathroom and cry.

Mommy gave me a list of verses from the Bible about peace and worry. I read them more because Mommy gave them to me than because I wanted to, but I started learning them, regardless.

One day, in 8th period, I was sitting in Spanish class, and all of a sudden I had peace. Although I tried to worry, I simply couldn't. That's when I understood what peace was; I understood that I didn't have to be consumed by worry anymore; and I decided to go after this peace. I decided to want it. I didn't cry that night.

I prayed. I memorized. I learned nearly every verse on the print out that Mommy had given me. Tears still came sometimes. Worry still wrapped it's arms around my heart and tried to squeeze the life out of me. I often believed the lie that my ways were better than God's, and somehow I did a better job at being in control that He did. I kept memorizing. I kept praying.

I have freedom from worry; I have peace.

"Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." John 14:27

-To Be Continued-

Read Part 1 Here