there already is a happy ending...

She has dreams. So many huge dreams that just seem so unreachable right now. She wants to get up, progress and move forward. She wants to just travel around the big city lights. She wants to get on an aeroplane and fly to a distant land.

But irrational fear stops her, and with her perseverence she just seems to freeze and fall down. She fears that everybody will look at her and think that her big, awesome, God isn't so big and awesome after all. They will think she is just one giant hypocrite, that she obviously isn't serving the God she has claimed to. Besides, she has God, why does she have such high levels of anxiety, right? She is convinced that people will see this as a result of the choices she has made in the past six months. What should it matter what other people think?

She falls and feels like the fear paralyses her from any rational thought. She is scared to ask for help, but gives in, cries out, and someone hears. They pick her up, walk with her, talk with her, pray with her, just the sound of the voice of a friend seems so strengthening and renewing.

She then runs into the arms of God, so drained, she falls asleep in his hand, incredibly comforted. All of the stresses and pain and weaknesses she just totally surrenders, lets go, and rests in this mighty hand.

God whispers and reminds her that healing takes time, that He is always near, to meditate on His word and to continuously rest in Him.

Psalm 91

1 He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress;
My God, in Him I will trust.”

3 Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler
And from the perilous pestilence.
4 He shall cover you with His feathers,
And under His wings you shall take refuge;
His truth shall be your shield and buckler.
5 You shall not be afraid of the terror by night,
Nor of the arrow that flies by day,
6 Nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness,
Nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday.

7 A thousand may fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand;
But it shall not come near you.
8 Only with your eyes shall you look,
And see the reward of the wicked.

9 Because you have made the LORD, who is my refuge,
Even the Most High, your dwelling place,
10 No evil shall befall you,
Nor shall any plague come near your dwelling;
11 For He shall give His angels charge over you,
To keep you in all your ways.
12 In their hands they shall bear you up,
Lest you dash your foot against a stone.
13 You shall tread upon the lion and the cobra,
The young lion and the serpent you shall trample underfoot.

14 “Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him;
I will set him on high, because he has known My name.
15 He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him,
And show him My salvation.”