On behalf of my suffering bros and sisses, I’m giving GAD a nickname: thorny anxiety. It stems not from a lack of trust in God or an immature faith, but from a thorn like the one Paul describes in his letter to the Corinthian church. Like Paul’s thorn, Generalized Anxiety Disorder has redemptive value that furthers God’s beautiful kingdom here on Earth.
Read More Blessed are the clinically anxious.
I’m not entirely free–not these days. I struggle with the restratints of perfectionism–at a clinical level (Generalized Anxiety Disorder).
Read More Summertime Shoulding
I used to think I could change the world with machine-like force.
Read More I am weak.
Turns out I’m weak. Really weak.
How can I “give it to God” if I don’t know what “it” is?
Read More When Anxiety Isn’t Worry
At the onset of my disorder, I mistook my anxiety for sin, which only exacerbated my pain and confusion…
Read More Prelude to an anxious Christian