How I deal with anxiety and stress.

This time of year is a busy one. We hardly have any time to relax because we are simply too occupied with too many things. Work, Christmas preparations, children (if you have them) and more. There is no time to breath. I don’t know about you but this is my reality. For the record, I do not have children but I do feel very busy. So busy in fact that I feel something, or rather someone, inside of me plea for a break. A moment to relax. Some peaceful time. And I would truly love to give myself a minute but too many things are asking for my attention. But do they really? Or is it my own desire to show the world a perfect picture of myself?

This is the question that has been going through my mind in the last couple of weeks. The reason why I started pondering about this subject is because a month ago I felt the Holy Spirit ask me to cancel something from church. I felt miserable, especially since I do go very often. I hardly ever skip. It bothered me so much that I felt anxiety attacks coming up. Something inside of me was whispering that I had to go. What if I miss something important? What if they will stop liking me because I didn’t go? Seriously the craziest ideas came to mind. Ideas that forced me to stop myself and think very carefully!

In my early twenties I was diagnosed with a General Anxiety Disorder. Even though I haven’t noticed it for at least five years, I gradually recognised that it is back. A year ago I had to have a wisdom tooth pulled out and it was such a traumatizing experience that my anxiety disorder came back in full force. My mistake was that I ignored it for too long. I know the signs and symptoms but I stuck my head in the sand. Until I was in it so deep that I couldn’t ignore it any longer. A stupid act on my part, especially since I have the skills to deal with it. (skills I learned in therapy) If I would have applied these skills early on, it would not have gone this far.

The skills I learned are easy. Whenever I become afraid I ask myself questions. Why am I afraid? What happens when my fair becomes a reality? And what is so bad about that? After asking myself these questions, I search for ways to turn my thinking around. By slowly changing the thoughts in my mind, I change my perception also. For example; I am afraid to cancel a get-together from church because I am afraid that people will stop liking me. The first question I ask myself is, what will happen if people indeed stop liking me? Well I would feel pretty bad about myself. I would also feel very alone.
Okay, next question. What happens if you feel bad about yourself? What happens if you feel alone? Nothing. Nothing would happen.
Another question. Is it rational to be feeling these feelings? No because in reality I am not alone. If some people won’t like me, I still have plenty of other people left who will. People like my mom and dad, brothers, sisters-in-law, nephews, nieces, grandmother, my good friend. On top of that I will always have God. God will never stop liking me. So my feelings aren’t rational.
By repeating these questions, I can slowly change my perception. In the end, the fear will become smaller and smaller, and often even disappear.

What also helps me is to reduce stress by planning moments of rest. It can be tricky at times but it is so valuable. Our bodies and minds need rest from time to time in order to recharge. Without rest, we would be developing a burn-out in seconds rather than minutes. I am learning therefore that it is good to say, “No” at times. In this case, I said no to church, to give my mind a moment of rest. You know what the point is? Our bodies may be able to handle a lot of stress but that doesn’t mean that our minds are the same! Sometimes we can physically deal with a lot of work, while we mentally feel tired and weak. We have to try and find a balance in our life, where we can be meaningful and stress-free at the same time. A balance between duties (work, activities, family etc.) and rest.

I started my blog with a question. Am I really so busy or is it my own desire to show a perfect picture? I say yes. I am trying to show a perfect picture. I am trying to prove myself to everyone. I am trying to prove that I am worth it. But is this a rational thought? No because I am worthful for God the Father, Jesus and the Holy Spirit. I do not need to prove myself in order to be loved. God the Father said it Himself two months ago, “I love you regardless of what you do”. I do not have to earn His love. I receive it for free.
And you know what! My parents also love me. And so do my brothers, even if they forget to show me sometimes. I have God (three-in-one) and a loving family. What more do I need? The only person I need to convince that I am worthy is myself. It doesn’t matter what other people think of me. What is most important, is what I think about myself! If I keep on finding my own inner happiness, I will be just fine.

“I see the sunflower in you. And all I ask, is for you to see it to”. (From the poem ‘The Sunflower, spoken to me by God the Father)

A shield of faith

The poem ‘A shield of faith’ was the very first poem that I wrote after my seven year break (read the ‘About me’ section of my page!). It is based on Ephesians 6:10-20. Writing this first poem after such a long time, felt like someone breathed fresh air into my lungs. As if someone gave me back my life! Poetry is my thing. It makes me happy. It inspires me. And it is a way for me and God (the Father, Jesus & The Holy Spirit) to communicate. Poetry ended up becoming so much more than I ever thought it would be. It truly was God’s gift for me.

I hope this poem will inspire you too!

Shield of Faith

Many arrows I saw coming
Of hurt and grief and pain
A deep and evil longing
Planted deep within my vein

One mistake was all it took
One misstep so to say
An isolated broken look
at a world so far away

The only One who had compassion
Who saw the truth so deep inside
Loved me with the greatest passion
And told me not to hide

A shield was what He gave to me
to protect me from the flames
A shield of faith to set me free
from all the painful shames

The shield of faith is for protection
The helmet sets you free
The sword is His affection
He prays for you and me

A work in progress!

The other day I was visiting a friend of mine to meet her newborn baby. It is her fourth child and the sweetest little thing, as most babies are! I showed her my blog and she asked me a question. “Do you do all of the things you write about yourself”? “Yes I do”, I told her, “but I am still a work in progress though”. It is good to have a friend like her! A friend that is honest with you and not afraid to ask the right questions. I try to do everything I write about, however I am only human. Sometimes I am better at it, then other times. Especially when my fear is getting in the way.

When I was in my early twenties, I was diagnosed, by a psychologist, with a general anxiety disorder. After I had therapy, it died down until a year and a half ago. I had a traumatizing experience at the dentist and ever since it is back in full force. Again I am fighting a high dosis of fear every day. A fear that was almost gone. I know, with the help of God, that I can overcome this fear but it takes a lot of patience. And patience is one of my weak spots. Often I want to rush things when I should actually take it easy. I want things to happen right away, when God asks me to wait.

Fear will always be a part of my life…unfortunately. However often I have prayed for healing, it is something that I have come to terms with. After all, Jesus was afraid too when He was praying in Gethsemane garden! Right before Jesus was taken captive, He prayed to His Father if the cup could be taken from Him. Or in modern day language, if He could please be spared from what was awaiting Him. You know, many people say that Jesus was not afraid anymore after that. That after that prayer, He knew what to do and He did it without fear because He knew His journey. But you know what, I believe that He was still afraid. I don’t think the fear left Him. I believe that He simply decided to go through with it, regardless of His fear. And with the fear in His hands, He climbed on that cross. His love was bigger than His fear.

His love being bigger than His fear is something that I recognize. When I like what I have to do, it is easier than when I have to do something I don’t like. When your heart is passionate for something, fear reduces to a tiny flame, making it easier to do it. But the tiny flame becomes a huge fire when your heart is not fully in on it. Of course there is a difference between a healthy fear, like before a speaking engagement, or a fear that goes through the roof. Sometimes I can control my fear but there are also moments that I cannot.

For example, after the traumatizing experience at the dentist, I tried to ignore my fear for a long time. I went to the dentist again and even though I had a much better experience, the fear was so big that I could not control it anymore. The trick that God the Father, Jesus and the Holy Spirit taught me is; with patience and relaxation you can overcome it. The fear never goes away overnight. This is a fact that I have to be fully aware of, but it will go away in the end. This thought gives me a lot of peace already. The second step I take is becoming rational. I tell myself to calm down. Jesus loves me and there is nothing on earth more important than that. I also skip things from my agenda when I feel in my heart that I need time for myself. To plan moments of calmth is very important. I am not superwoman. I cannot do everything and that is okay. My life is not easy and God is keeping a lot of things away from me, like a family. Just because I am not married and I don’t have children, does not mean that my life is easier. I have not been requested to do it all, but to do what I can. I focus on my talents and gifts and not on what I am not good at. But the biggest of all remains patience! With a lot of patience, and a lot of faith I overcome my fear. I cannot let it go away but I can make it smaller and that gives me room to breath.

Life remains a battle. Yet in this battle it is good to remind ourselves of one very important thing. Jesus love for us is everything! It is more important than our fear. And with that in mind we can overcome anything. Jesus’s love makes me get up every morning. Just the thought that, besides Jesus, I have a Father in Heaven who loves me so much, makes me want to try again. Of course I am not capable of doing everything. Like I said, I am not superwoman. There are some things that I am, and never will be, good at. But that is okay. God accepts me for who I am. And if I do the same; if I work hard and focus on the gifts and talents that the Father, in all His goodness, gave me, it will all work itself out in the end. Fear may be an ever present companion but at least I can shut him up whenever he talks to much!

A little more gratitude

As I was walking my dog this afternoon a Dutch children’s song came to my mind. I just couldn’t stop singing it. The song is about a helicopter. It is a request to the helicopter if you could please fly along with him because all you want is to be up in the sky. On and on I kept singing this song until it really drove me crazy. But when I really looked at the lyrics, I started thinking. In life we are all exactly like this song. All we want in life is to fly higher and higher. The highest place isn’t high enough. We want to be more successful. We want a bigger house. We want more money. We want more recognition. We want more friends. We want more fun. We want more adventure and so on. It is never really enough. When are we finally going to be grateful for what we have?

Think about it! Are you really grateful? Or are there things that would make your life just a little bit better? If I may answer this question for myself, I am not grateful enough! For the past month I have been complaining to God about my life. When God the Father audibly told me that He loved me, all I could think of was the things that aren’t going well in my life. Things that I hadn’t accomplished yet. Things that were still missing in my life. In reality I didn’t really listen.

Even when Jesus said, again audible, that He loved me, I started complaining about the fact that I haven’t gotten my book published yet. As if the publication of my book is more important than Jesus’s love for me. Of course, looking back, I can hit my head into a brick wall with piles of shame piled up on my shoulders but that is not going to help me now! Jesus taught me once, “An apology is merely a collection of words, only a change of heart can redeem the soul”. So I know that, especially with Jesus, an apology doesn’t really work. What Jesus rather sees is that I change my actions into the right ones. However that isn’t easy!

It is so difficult to not want more. In our own minds we simply need it. We need a roof over our head, food on the table, clothes to wear and, preferably, a stress-free life. And how we get it appears to be as important as what we get. We don’t settle for less. It has to be new. It has to be big, it has to be enough to our own standards. And in a way we do need all these things. We do! But God already knows that. God knows our needs long before we do! The point is that sometimes we just aren’t grateful enough. Instead of enjoying the moment, we are looking for our next problem. We keep searching for requests that we can lay down before God’s throne until we start making them up. But when are we going to stop and say, “Thank you”. When do we stop our lives and realize what we already have? When are we going to let the helicopter go without us because we have enough already?

A few years ago I made a rule for myself. During prayer I would thank God for at least one thing. In the evening for example, I would go through my day and thank God for as many things I could come up with. As time went by it became easier and easier to come up with things. In moments of difficulty it is extremely helpful. It allowed me to consciously think about that what God has given me. It made me see that God gives me more than I am often aware off. Maybe it can help you to? Another thing you could do to become more grateful is writing a prayer journal. You write down each prayer that you pray. Looking back on the prayers you can see what God has done for you. And so there are many more ideas to be more grateful.

Once a year we celebrate thanksgiving. It is a different date in most countries in the world. And each country celebrates it differently. In the United States for example it is highly celebrated with family diners. It is a public holiday that everyone celebrates. In Holland however, it is only celebrated in churches. Only Christians have a thanksgiving day. We don’t get a day off to celebrate and we have a church services in the evening. And I am pretty sure that some other countries don’t even have a thanksgiving day! But do we need a thanksgiving day? Do we need one day a year to be grateful? Maybe we do. However I think it is very important to be grateful every single day of your life.
Stop looking at what you don’t have and start realizing what God did give you. A little bit more positivity can brighten your soul more than you are aware of.

For me it remains a work in progress. When I feel down and alone it is a lot harder for me to be thankful for what I have. Those are the moments when I complain to God and I get frustrated with myself and my life. In those moments I will have to remind myself to look at what I do have, even if it is only one thing that I can come up with. Because I still believe that God is good and that He knows our needs! Besides, Philippians 4 verse 19 tells us, “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.” He is with us, taking care of us every day, to the very end of the age! And that alone is something to be grateful for!

Psalm 100

A psalm for giving grateful praise.

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.

Are you allowed to get angry at God?

Are you allowed to get angry at God? It is an interesting question, isn’t it? I wrestled with this question a lot when I was younger. As a teenager I had the feeling that anger was a sin. I wasn’t allowed to get angry at the people around me and especially not at God. I looked at God as this almighty being, high on His throne and judging the world. I had based this on the stories of Israel in the bible. The amount of times that God the Father got angry at the Israelites was downright astonishing. Read the old testament and see how often God gets angry after people made mistakes. The old testament is filled punishments in order to get reconciliation. It wasn’t until I was in my late twenties that my opinion of God shifted.

Sometimes we get angry at little things in our life, especially when we are stressed out or worried. But sometimes we get angry because we got hurt. In that case anger becomes part of a grieving process. Through anger we learn how to deal with something. And in other occasions we get angry because things aren’t fair. We feel a high sense of unjust at something in our own lives or in the lives of others. I think we can all recognize one of the three. We all get angry whether we like it or not. It is part of our sinful living. But is anger always wrong? I think not. I think we are allowed to get angry when we see or experience injustice. When I see the amount of children living in poverty, I get angry because I think it is unjust that the world has such a lack of equal sharing. If I hear that a mom died of cancer, leaving behind young children, I can get angry because it is unfair in my opinion. When I get angry, I am not saying that God is mean and didn’t do the right thing. Not at all! I get angry because of sin. Because we live in a dark world and we still didn’t learn how to listen to God and do His will. But this is not an answer to the question if we are allowed to get angry at God.

Look at the story of Jonah. I love this story. This is one of the few stories in the old testament that shows us how God responds at our anger.
Jonah was called by God to go to Nineveh. The citizens of Nineveh sinned so much that God was pretty much done with them. Jonah had to go to Nineveh to tell the citizens that in three days God was going to destroy the city and all its inhabitants. Jonah however wasn’t willing to go. Instead He fled onto a ship that would sail in the opposite direction. But God wasn’t easy to fool. He provided a storm and Jonah was thrown overboard where a big fish swallowed him up. Three days Jonah sat in this fish to think about his actions. And Jonah ended up going to Nineveh after all. After Jonah told the citizens of Nineveh the message of God, he patiently waited for God to destroy the city. But God did not. The citizens of Nineveh changed their hearts and turned back to God. Because of this, God had mercy on Nineveh. This is where Jonah gets furious.
And what does God do? This is the part that I love so much. God calmly explains to Jonah exactly why He did what He did! God does not get angry at all, in fact He takes this moment of anger to teach Jonah more about Himself. Isn’t that amazing?

This story tells us that God does not mind our anger at all. In fact He takes it as an opportunity to teach us more about Himself. God’s heart is 100% love and God operates out of this love. His love is so big that we often don’t understand it.
Besides if God taught me one thing through my poetry, it is that God rather wants us to be honest! Our honesty, regardless of whether we are happy, sad or angry, means more to Him than anything else. We can keep a pretty facade but God knows our heart. If we would not be fully honest with God about what is going on inside of us, we would be lying to him. If we give God our anger and hurt, He is able to do something with that. God does not act unless we ask Him to. This also applies to our anger. God is fine with us being angry at Him as long as we keep an open mind to what He will do with that.

To me that is exactly the love of God. God loves us so much that He even wants to put up with our anger. For if we give our anger at Him, He can do something with that anger and turn it into something much more positive. So if you hold any grudges towards God, let Him know. He wants to do something with your anger. He wants to explain to you why He did what He did, but He cannot do that unless you tell Him. God is a God love, who will never force himself onto you. It is up to you to trust God. It is up to you to trust Him with your anger and your pain. He is already waiting for you, to shower you with His love and mercy. So don’t be afraid! Give God everything that you have inside your heart He is listening!

 

A personal kind of love

This morning someone responded to one of my instagram posts with the words, “Just wanted to let you know that you are loved”. Truth be told, I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that. To be fully honest with you, I don’t always love myself. For the past week, God has been telling me, He loves me on numerous occasions, this being one of them. I believe Him! I really do. It’s just that I lack love for myself sometimes.

Let me explain myself a little more. Ever since I was little, I wanted to do the things I did perfect. If it didn’t work out, I would tell myself that I failed. This became such a struggle for me, that when I did one of my final internships, my internship supervisor set me apart. She told me, “There is one word that I do not have in my dictionary and that is failure. So I want you to stop using that word. You are not a failure! Yes, sometimes things just don’t work out but that does not mean that you failed. It only means that you have to try again until it does work out”. These words were (the way Oprah Winfrey calls it so beautifully) an AHA-moment for me. Nobody had ever told me this, the way she did. In fact I sat there (18 years old) with my jaw dropped and unable to say anything. Up to this day, those words are always somewhere in my mind, especially when I feel like a failure again. It works like an echo.

Even though I have been working on not calling myself a failure, I am still very hard on myself. In a way I am my own worst critic. I make it so hard on myself at times that I cannot live up to my own expectations. I know that God the Father loves me, Jesus loves me, my parents love me, but I just don’t always love myself. And in these moments of ‘self chastisement’, it is really difficult to see the love of God and also that of my loved ones. Because I live with my parents, I feel a high responsibility for them. As a way to pay for cost and accommodation I help my mom in the housekeeping. Since my mom has rheum and unable to do that much, I force myself to do everything. I work so hard that at times I feel completely exhausted, but even then I am forcing myself to do it anyway. Giving up is simply not an option. And I don’t communicate anything! Even when my parents ask me about it, I force myself not to make such a big deal about it. I can do this!

Also with God I am very critical about myself. Often I feel like, I have to be perfect. No mistake is allowed to be made. As a writer, as a poet and as a human being, I feel the need to make God proud of me. To make God love me. Yesterday I heard the voice of God the Father in my heart saying, “I love you regardless of what you do”. Even though I know this, I find it very hard to truly believe this. It is weird, I know. Through my life God has showed me and told me so incredibly much. Much more than I have told you so far, but the downside is that it puts a lot of pressure on me. As much as I want to do, I often feel unable to. And when I am unable to, I am very hard on myself. At the end I feel worthless, which is only bringing me down. The other day, as I woke up, I heard Jesus voice and He said, “I love you, just remember that”. I needed that.
Knowing that God loves me and that He is trying to help me, makes me feel humble, because often I feel like I don’t deserve it.

The reason I am telling you all this is, because I know that many people in this world feel the same way as I do. We ask so much of ourselves, thinking that God will love us just a little bit more if we work a little bit harder. We are our own worst critic and it is not lifting us up, it is bringing us down and wearing us out. All we need to remember is that Jesus loves us! The Father loves us, regardless of what we do!!! But yes, it is often easier said than done. However, I believe that through prayer and hard work we can overcome this. All I have to do, as Jesus said, is remind myself of His love for me. Every single time again, until my heart surrenders and accepts it. There is nothing we can do to make Him love us more and there is nothing we can do to gain a better place in Heaven! His love is enough!

There is this one song by Andrew Peterson called ‘Be kind to yourself’ that speaks to me a lot. He wrote it for his daughter, I believe, but everytime I hear it, it feels like God wrote that song for me. In the song there is this sentence that says; Gotta learn to love your enemies too. (In order to listen to the song, go to Youtube. It is easy to find) Whenever I hear this line, I think about myself. If I am my own worst critic, if I lack so much self love, than I have to learn to love myself too. Because if God thinks I am worth it, than I am! He loves me, so what good reason do I have to hate myself?

 

Life is a classroom

Every now and then God gives me small pieces of wisdom, short poems and other messages. I treasure these words a lot. To me they are like diamonds, valuable and rare. On my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram page I share these pieces of wisdom because I believe that they can also be very valuable to you. Today I shared this one:

God our Teacher

Life can be difficult at times. In times of trials we often ask why God would allow bad things to happen in our lives. Things like a disease, poverty, divorce, losing a loved one or depression can not only take us by surprise but it can also shake our world as we know it. After I finished my study ‘Health Care’, after many trials and tribulations, I was only working for about a month, when I discovered that I had fybromyalgia. My rheumatologist made the diagnoses short and simple (in his eyes that is). He said, “Well, you do have fybromyalgia (like the general practitioner already predicted) and I have good and bad news. Good news is that, even though it is chronic, you can live a relatively normal life with it. Bad news is that if you keep on working as a nurse, you will be in a wheelchair by the age of 30”. Remember that I was only 20 years old when I heard this! I was all alone in that examination room! All the plans I had made for my life, just flew out the window.
All my life I wanted to help people and make them feel better. As a nurse I thought I could do that. It was something that fit me. But the diagnoses was like a huge earthquake that tumbled everything upside down. The following years would become a journey to search for a new purpose in life.

Looking back I was not looking for a new purpose but for an old one. Looking back I can safely say that God used fybromyalgia to bring me back to writing. Everything that happened in my life was God working towards His purpose with me. It wasn’t always easy. My life was a difficult journey that at one point at age 21, made me almost commit suicide. But God is a strong, powerful and loving Father, who does not give up that easily. God the Father took me by the hand and at age 25 brought me back to my calling. He brought me back to writing and reminded me of Jesus words to me, “How about a book”? Of course I didn’t understand how I could help people through writing immediately, but little by little I started to see a bigger picture. I am only 31 years old now, and many things are still unclear to me. But as life goes on, all the puzzle pieces will fall into place. Rome wasn’t build in one day and just like that you cannot learn all your lessons in life in one single moment. God uses all the years we get to teach us all about Him, His love for us and what our purpose in this life is. God takes His time to teach us the tricks of the trade, because love is patience grown by time.

If you see life as one big classroom and Jesus as your Teacher, you will come to understand that the internships and exams and nothing other than the trials and tribulations we experience in life. Remember what James said in James 1:12, “Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him”. And I guarantee you that it is worth the effort. Heaven is the best reward Jesus could ever give you! So don’t give up, take the internships and exams. Listen to your Teacher, Jesus Christ. And get that diploma! It is worth the effort!

All I ever wanted…

All I ever wanted.

All I ever wanted is,
to give my heart and soul to you.
All I ever wanted is,
to do the best job I can do.
All I want to give to you,
my life and so much more,
But after all the earthy setbacks,
Father, I am not so sure.

Everything I ever did,
has turned to sandy dessert dust.
Everything I ever tried,
and I’m still having to adjust.
After every one of my attempts,
what is there that I can give you?
I am standing here with empty hands,
there is nothing more that I can do.

The mission that You gave to me,
I feel is desperately failing,
And even though I fight so hard,
all my heart can do is wailing.
Father, I don’t want to give it up.
but all my weary eyes can see,
is not You, my dearest Abba,
but the friendly people fighting me.

All I ever want to give You,
is everything that You deserve,
But Abba Father help me,
to find the way for me to serve.
Forgive the friendly people,
and keep them in a warm embrace,
because all I ever wanted them to see,
is Your hope and everlasting grace!

This poem, a prayer, I wrote around the age of 25/26 years old, shortly after I started writing again. And sometimes I still feel this way. As a daughter of God called to a life of serving Him, it is not always easy to persevere. There are so many times when you feel like giving up. In these moments of doubt, confusion and frustration, prayer is so important! You know, God understands these moments of doubt. Both God the Father and Jesus do. Remember how Jesus was in the garden of Gethsemane and He prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.” (Matthew 26:39) Even Jesus, in His deep fear, went straight to His Father for help. Just like Jesus we may bring our helplessness to the Father in prayer! We may lift our troubles up in prayer in the great knowledge that God will help us through the power of the Holy Spirit! Often when I am feeling weak, I also feel the Holy Spirit very close to me, encouraging me to move forward despite my fear and doubts.

Ever since I was a little girl I was touched by a part of Matthew 28. The part I am talking about is, ‘Then Jesus came to them and said, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”(Matthew 28:18-20) Every single time I heard these verses, even as a little girl, I had the chills running down my spine, fire blazing in my heart and the deep desire to put these words of Jesus into practice. Whenever I am feeling afraid and doubtful, these verses help me out a lot. This is exactly why I keep on moving forward. This is exactly why I haven’t given up. Poetry is such a beautiful way to bring people closer to Jesus, the Father and the Holy Spirit! It is my way of putting Matthew 28:18-20 into practice. It is my gift back to God!