Last Saturday began quietly, though I was already tired. I had slept very little and still woke early for church. For the past year and a half, our men’s group has met at 6:00 a.m. to pray. Afterward, we share coffee and conversation before heading home. When
I was listening to Leanna Crawford's Still Waters song and it just hit a spot today. The lyrics start with: Great Aunt Maurine said at a hundred and three Write scripture on your heart for when you need it Cause anxiety hates Psalm 23 So just say it
My name is Rick, and this is the story of how anxiety and panic attacks entered my life. It started when I was a child. For many years, it disappeared. Then, much later, it came back in a way I did not expect. I am sharing this because telling it