8 ways to win against worry & anxiety

November 18, 2016 by  
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God’s design is for the “alert-module” to work at the right level; for the “fix-it module” to prompt us to take the necessary steps to alleviate the worrisome problem; and for the ” all-clear module” to remove any need for worry or anxiety.

By the way, our brain chemistry is capable of initiating an anxiety attack when there is no reason for any threat or worry. In other words, we are not always at liberty to overcome a worry or anxiety episode started by our brain chemistry and not by our own conscious thinking.

Now, let me share with you some more ways that I find victory over worry and anxiety.

1. I stay in close contact with my medical doctor to keep my brain chemistry as balanced as possible.

If you sense that your worry-anxiety system is causing you problems, then I suggest that the first thing you do is ask your doctor for diagnosis and some help.

2. I sing a lot.

The Bible has numerous references to the positive impact of changing sour attitudes by consciously updating our countenance to look happy, and act happy, even if we don’t feel that way at all (Song of Solomon 2:14; Proverbs 15:13).

3. I try to cultivate an awareness of God’s presence and care.

Hebrews 11:27: “Abraham persevered as seeing Him who is invisible.” Also read Isaiah 41:10 and 43:1-3.

4. I refuse to imagine the worst that can happen.

I capture my “run away” thoughts by saying, “Stop It” (2 Corinthians 10:4-5).

My daughter taught me this one; although I could have learned from Paul, but I didn’t. Whenever I catch my imagination running wild, I firmly say to my mind, “Stop it!” Both Jesus and Paul talked about the significance of thinking sweet-positive thoughts. So, I consciously change my thinking. Usually I do this by beginning to sing.

My mother was a living victim of worry and anxiety. When Julie and I brought the children for a visit, the first thing she did was have a fire drill so we all knew which window to exit depending on where we were in the house. This was not a one-time thing. We had our drill every time we visited’

She only had two locks on the outside doors but when my dad died she added four more for a total of six locks to keep the house secure. She was always afraid that lightning was going to strike the house and burn it down.

Her advice for me as I grew older was to handle my worry and anxiety by taking time to think of the most terrible thing that might happen. Then, pull back and realize that it probably won’t. That was supposed to make me feel better.

She was not helpful. I want to keep the worst things that might happen as far away from my mind as possible.

By the way, she soon got lonely with my father gone so she sold the house she had lived in for 55 years and moved into a retirement facility. Can you believe it? Three weeks after she moved a lightning bolt hit the house and burned it to the ground. The fire marshal told her at the initial bold hit in her bedroom where she used to sleep every night.

5. I work hard to avoid borrowing, which is bringing concerns of the future or of the past into the present.

6. I’m not good at compartmentalizing, I keep opening the lid to look inside. So, I find victory by cremating my problem and placing the ashes in a mental casket and burying the ashes deep underground.

If ever I am tempted again to worry about that problem, I look at the cremated ashes scattered over the bottom of the casket. My problem is dead and gone.

7. I replace worry with prayer (Philippians 4:6).

8. Finally, Psalm 131 is my “go to” principle for handling best my worry issues.

As you read the Psalm it quickly strikes you that David has full control over whether or not he lets worry and anxiety infect his life and behaviors. He has the choice of living in worry and anxiety or of calming and quieting his soul. The same choice is ours.

O Lord, my heart is not lifted up,
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a child quieted at its mother’s breast;
like a child that is quieted is my soul.

– cross walk

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