Peace Versus Panic

I’ve known for years that I am a control freak. I’ve known for minutes that the anxiety it produces in me is a sin. I make jokes about my controlling nature to excuse my behavior so everyone can laugh and pat my shoulder at how I need to have my life ordered in a certain way. Sometimes the anxiety rises up in me so fast and furious that I don’t know where to go with it. It screams control, control, control at me until I relent and start to try to “take charge” of whatever situation is in front...

Read More