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Anxious Heart: Stop. Think. Overcome. Praise.

 This is what I taught my boys to use when they were wiggly and in lessons about attitude.  It is a method of shifting our hearts and our minds into neutral long enough to slow them down and regain bearings.  

Today...I've needed it.  Both my anxious heart and mind have been on overdrive lately.  Stuck in a very high gear.   Living this way leads to reactivity and living out of that sense of panic.  An example was calling my husband in a panic and a huff to clean up the house before our son's friend came home.   

My anxious heart's cry puts everyone edge.

I've always been wired and I'm someone that goes at everything with all I have.  My strengths include activator, restorative and belief. 

But when I'm anxious...my greatest strengths become my greatest hindrances.

So I need to just stop.
Stop.  Stop Moving.  Stop Thinking. Be Still.

Think.  Think about the truth.  The truth of His Word.  The truth about the situation.  The truth about the options and the choices. Surrender.

Overcome. Overcome by standing on the truth.

Praise.  Praise God it is not up to me and I don't have to solve or fix or handle or control anything but me!

Psalm 139:23  Search me, God, and know my heart;
   test me and know my anxious thoughts.
 See if there is any offensive way in me,
   and lead me in the way everlasting.



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  1. UnknownMay 26, 2011 at 7:10 AM

    That is my favorite verse. What a wonderful thing to share God's word with one another when we need it most. So what are you so anxious about? What are you searching for that is pulling you out of sync from God's plan? These are the questions I ask myself when I seem to be anxious.

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  2. Heather Ann GillMay 29, 2011 at 9:52 PM

    hmmm... very good question Rochelle. "What am I searching for that is pulling me out of sync from God's plan?" Thanks for taking the time to ask it!!

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