Once again, I felt paralyzed and completely helpless. As the darkness of my bedroom closed in on me, panic rose in my chest. All too often, fear seemed to rule my life. Questions about my future, my career, my financial situation, my rocky relationship with my significant other, my ill family members — the list never ended — gnawed at my mind.
As I lay on my back staring at the ceiling, I remembered the words of Matthew 6:34 quoted above. I realized how much this never-ending cycle of fear with its tossing and turning at night and worrying was hurting my spiritual life as it controlled my thoughts and actions. However, I knew that Jesus loves me and died to save me and that he is sovereign over all.
As the apostle John wrote, fear cannot exist where love is in complete control; if I fear, I am not made perfect in love. (See 1 John 4:18.) I mentally recited all the ways in which God had provided for me time and time again. As I reflected, I realized that through every trial, Jesus was present and had never failed to give me what I needed. Taking a deep breath, I prayed, telling God about all my worries and fears and praying for peace as I drifted off to sleep.