Back in 1989 a round of horrible panic attacks landed me in the cardiac unit for 4 days and took me out of commission for several months afterward. My story ended with 1 Timothy 1.7. Never being big on religion it was odd when the pharmacist at Walmart handed the Psalm to me after watching my quick decline but those were the exact words that stopped my panic attacks. For God has not given you the spirit of fear; but of power and of love and of a sound mind. For some reason KNOWING I hadnt been built broken in the head allowed me to recover. (Yea yea I know how that sounds now but back then it really is what healed me). Today I am being forced to accept that a situation is the way it is because someones internal wiring/emotional guages simply prevent them from feeling emotions. How ironic, now in order for me to heal I have to accept that there is no fixing them, they will never feel emotion, all because they were indeed built broken. Go figure.
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 17:03:15 +0000
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