The Tightness in Your Chest Has a Name

“Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.”

Philippians 4:6

I felt your chest tighten again this week, that knot that rises without any warning and makes your heart race for no specific reason you can even point to. Anxiety isn't weakness, nor a lack of faith, no matter what some people insist on saying. It's a real pain, and I don't close my eyes to it, nor to you when it tightens.

You try to control everything on your own, to foresee every bad scenario before it even happens, as if that could actually protect you from anything. Only it's wearing you out more and more, stealing your energy to live today. I never asked you to carry the weight of guessing the whole future. That burden is mine, not yours.

Bring me, in simple words, with no decoration, whatever is tightening your chest right now. It doesn't need to be beautiful or organized like a church prayer. I receive every desperate petition exactly as I receive the calm and peaceful ones. And wherever anxiety shouts loudest, I want to set my peace right down beside it.