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Crashing Waves

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Psalm 94:18-19
When I said, "My foot is slipping," your unfailing love, LORD, supported me. When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy.
Sometimes we can feel it coming on. Like a person who loses their footing on a steep climb, we can feel our emotions slipping. The waves of anxiety build until they crash into our hearts and drench our souls.
- Our teenager is late coming home on a stormy night.
- Our boss wants to see us first thing in the morning.
- The doctor wants to run some more tests.
- Our mind swirls in the waiting room for news from the surgery.
- The doctor says, “I’m sorry. There is nothing more we can do.”
- She was supposed to call to tell me if I got the job an hour ago.
- The savings are gone.
- He walks out the door.