Heart racing, hands are sweating and my thoughts are all over the place.
I’m apprehensive, what if I can’t do this anymore? Have I lost the ability?
I sit down and I open up the screen. Stare. I can feel the adrenaline pulsing through my veins.
The cycle starts all over again.
What is this madness? Anxiety? Yeah, probably.
This is what writing has been like for me. Something I use to do so easily, almost without any effort, the words would just spring up and onto the page. But now, it’s an anxiety producing event. I wake up each morning and it’s the very first thing I think about, and I go to bed thinking “maybe tomorrow”.
Months and months have passed and it’s still there. I’ve prayed for breakthrough, I’ve had others pray for me, they’ve pulled off every assignment and distraction from the enemy…and still I sit here without breakthrough. But, today I’m going to write anyway.
What are you anxious about, what are you waiting for God to do for you, so you can have breakthrough? Can I suggest that maybe in our waiting for God to do something, He’s waiting on us to do something? Trust me, I have grace for you. I don’t say those words lightly and I understand the internal turmoil you’re in. I have been inside that place of fear and I know very well what it feels like. But what if your breakthrough is on you? It’s on you to break the fear cycle.
Today, it’s on you to write anyway.