Hello lovely people 💕
March is marching right on! This year is going by so quickly!!!
That said, let’s get stuck into today’s post.
It’s human nature to share about things we’ve overcome. We tend to share more readily about our wins than when we’re in the thick of things. However, life is not all smooth sailing. Our social media generation and (often)Christian culture also make it harder to talk about the in-between periods that are not glamorous. Well, that’s what this month’s post is about.
I’ll be sharing about a recent experience which was very difficult for me. To provide context, I’m not a fan of heights AT ALL. That’s been an ongoing issue, but it generally doesn’t interfere with my day to day. However, this fear of heights impacts my driving, so I don’t like flyover bridges, steep roads, etc. Over time, I have become better at tolerating these conditions if I have to do them repeatedly (habituation).

In more recent times, I’ve been increasingly apprehensive of driving on certain roads with an incline and sometimes avoid it altogether. All of this was building over a weekend, culminating in a panic attack while driving on the motorway (high way). This was the third time this has happened in the last 3 – 4 years. The previous times were on unfamiliar roads. This time, it was on a road I’ve driven countless times.
I felt very tearful.
Overwhelmed, I parked on the hard shoulder (the roadside). My heart was racing, my hands were trembling, my lips tingling after a while. My thoughts were going a million miles an hour. I had music playing to help centre myself, but that wasn’t working. I reminded myself that God is with me and will never leave me. I reminded myself I’ve driven down this road many times, so I KNOW I can do it. None of these really helped, to be honest. None of it was sinking in. It was gliding over me. I rang my sister because she’s helped me the last two times. She didn’t pick on the first ring.
Although I was tearful, I knew if I gave in to tears, hysterics would start, and regaining composure would be much harder. I tried to drive off but was extremely scared. Moving even a few miles-per-hour felt like I was going too fast, not in control.
I tried a few times and gave up. I knew I’d have to get out of there somehow, but it seemed so daunting. Thankfully, my sister rang me back. I asked her to pray with me. She encouraged me, and I tried again. Start. Stop. But eventually, I got off that stretch and made it home.

The whole experience had me shaken and shaking, but I had things to do, so I couldn’t dwell on it. A few tears escaped, but I didn’t let myself feel everything. My brother helped me get around the rest of the day. I did eventually have a little cry and talked about it with my brother and more recently with my best friend.
Thinking back to times when I was impatient while driving because someone was driving slow, this experience was humbling. It was humbling to be the one who needed grace from others, the one driving at a snail pace.
Today’s post isn’t really about dishing up words of wisdom. However, I’ll say a couple of things I’ve learnt. I am naturally empathetic, but this experience has made me more empathetic towards people who regularly have panic symptoms, anxiety, and similar difficulties. I also hope that I will remember to be more patient with “slow” drivers, remembering I’ve been one.
[2] They talk about me and say, “God will not help him.” [3] But you, O Lord, are always my shield from danger; you give me victory and restore my courage. [4] I call to the Lord for help, and from his sacred hill he answers me. [5] I lie down and sleep, and all night long the Lord protects me. [6] I am not afraid of the thousands of enemies who surround me on every side.
Psalm 3:2-6 GNT
Recently, Psalm 3:3 was the verse of the day on YouVersion, and I ended up reading the whole chapter. Some of the lies we hear and internalise are that we would not receive help, we would remain stuck, no one is coming to save you, etc. But the Lord is always my shield from danger. He wraps himself around me. Even when my mind can’t comprehend that and it feels out of reach, it remains true. He will give me victory, and I can rest assured because of this.
I don’t know what your struggle is. I won’t pretend to understand the nuances of your difficulties or pretend it is easy to be in the thick of things. It is hard, but God is with you. He doesn’t leave you to fend for yourself when things are hard. Whether his voice is booming or feels silent, he will not leave us.
The Bible does not shy away from how real and overwheming fear and anxiety can feel. It redirects us to God who can and will give us victory over it.

You are not alone.
You are not the only one struggling; you’ve got company.
You will make it through. We will. Don’t give up ❤️
Lord, you command us time and time again not to be afraid. Sometimes, life and circumstances are very scary and intimidating. It feels like walls are closing in. We’ll be stuck forever with no way out, and yet that is not the truth. In those moments when we’re overwhelmed, remind us of your truth, ringing in our ears louder than the fear. Bring to our minds eye the magnitude of the God we call Father and let the fears pale in comparison. Send us help from Zion and maybe from around the corner or over the phone, but let the help locate us promptly. Restore peace to our souls. Still us in the middle of our floundering and remind us that you are with us always. Help us to be compassionate even when we don’t understand the struggles of others. Help us to be present, not with platitudes and a script of flawless Christianese but with empathy and kindness. Thank you because you are bigger than fear. Fear will not have the last laugh because you have already won the victory; In Jesus’s name, amen.
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