It was a little scary to think about traveling last week alone. Normally I love getting on a plane. I love having a new place to go and plans. However this season of my life has been plagued with anxiety as I’ve alluded to in previous entries. So there was that little part of me that worried about being on a plane alone for 7 hours, being in a country I’ve never been to alone, things like that. However, I can honestly say I was fine the entire trip. Surprisingly fine.
Even though there have been times that I felt crippled with anxiety since the Summer, sick to my stomach anxious, I know that I am closer to the other side than ever before–I am hand in hand with my Jesus and He is guiding me through the valley of the shadow of death. Through anxiety, through whatever darkness is trying to appear to be worse than it is, I am holding hands with the Light. He is my lantern in the darkness, my beacon in the shadows, and He will never leave me or forsake me.
What darkness are you walking through? Does it appear to be never-ending? Sometimes it’s a matter of looking into the void and knowing that you may stumble over things that you cannot see as if you are walking through a very dark room, but you are holding hands with the One who can turn on the light–He who promises to illuminate what cannot be seen.
I am a huge fan of Harry Potter and so I’ll leave you with this:
“Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”