It's hard to stand strong in your faith when other people persecute you for firmly believing in something. My parents, my four younger siblings, and I have experienced this quite a bit with homeschooling. There has been numerous people who have put us down for homeschooling, whether they realize they're doing it or not. Sometimes the smallest things people say end up being something that the person they're saying it to will remember forever, and could hurt them deeply. In a situation my brother, sister, and I were in, someone said to us in front of other people, "You guys probably only do like 2 hours of schoolwork." That made me frustrated, because it was not the truth. I spoke up, almost without really thinking about what I was doing. I told them that we don't just do a small amount of schoolwork, that we go well into the afternoon. Even though that person said they were only joking and that they were sorry, I most likely won't forget what they...
There is a point in every marathon where the runner gets weary and wants to quit. He doesn't feel like he can finish. His strength is running out. I've been a runner in a few races before. In one particular race, it was sort of like a relay, with both bikers and hikers. I think that was probably the toughest race I've done yet. I started out great. I had a lot of strength, and it helps when there is at least one or two people not too far away from you. I was behind this one girl, but then she sped up a little, and I was all alone. (Keep in mind that this was in a woods area, and there were different check points with a person at each to time us.) Well, for a little while I was doing okay. But at one point, I was kind of scared and weary, and I felt like it was taking forever to get to the next check point. Finally, I asked God to give me the strength and to help me. I made it to my destination- but only with God's...
Anxiety. It pulls at you. It pulls with all its strength. You feel like you are being pulled down, down, down, into a never ending dark pit, like Alice falling down the rabbit hole. Anxiety. The word itself makes my palms sweaty, and puts butterflies in my stomach. I get all jittery. I have come to realize that I deal with anxiety a lot. And instead of hiding it, I have decided to just come out with it, because hiding it makes me even more anxious. I become anxious over the big things and the small things. I get anxious about making decisions. I get anxious about buying things. I get anxious over money. I get anxious in certain social interactions, when I start believing the other person is thinking judgmental things about me. I get anxious about the future. I get anxious about almost everything. Anxiety is just fear. That's all it is. Well, I get tired of being anxious all the time. Letting anxiety take over is exhausting....
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