Tag disconcerting

Fear is no fun.

(This is an old post, but I wanted to share it in case someone needs to read it. For some reason, I think there just might be.)

We are at our cabin. Our adorable little red cabin.

I’m sitting on the porch of my shed, which is even “adorabler”. (I know.)

But I am sharing this because even when everything is perfect, or maybe because everything is perfect, satan can attack as fast as a lion while waiting for his next victim.

I was the victim.

Fear can be sudden.

You are caught so by surprise when satan ( I never capitalize his name) jumps out at you, your heart stops and then beats so fast, you feel as if you are on a roller-coaster that is about to careen off the tracks.

It had been a perfectly wonderful day. So when I woke up in the middle of the night terrified, I could not for the life of me figure it out. I didn’t sleep well the rest of the night, and the next day, I felt incredibly sad.

What’s was all this about? The rest of the day was a very “down” kind of day, which I rarely experience when we are at the cabin. I had been working on my book the day before, and I had joined a Zoom meeting for Hope Writers, of which I am a member.

I enjoyed the meeting, but I noticed my mood dropping a little as I compared myself to those I was listening to. I came up short. I was a bit discouraged even though I’m almost done with the book and feel really good about what I’ve written.

My husband had gotten up in the middle of the night to check on something that was hitting the roof. It is a tin roof and it was raining really hard. He didn’t come back right away as he was checking outside and walked around the cabin. I didn’t know that and was scared something had happened to him.

When he did come back, I sighed in relief and fell back asleep, and it was shortly after that I had that horrible anxiety attack.

That next day was the day I was feeling so “down” and confused.

Thank goodness, I have studied my triggers over the years and know that on the rare occasion this happens, I need to examine the events of the few days prior.

As you can surmise, I did figure it all out.

I was comparing

The feelings of coming up short as compared to the other Hope Writers and my husband not returning to bed right away, coupled with a bad night’s sleep, all worked together beautifully as far as the enemy is concerned.

What a perfect opportunity I gave him.

So why did I share this, and how can it help you?

Never overestimate your mood on any one day.

First of all, never overestimate a good day, meaning always be prepared for the next day, maybe being a not-so-perfect day. Because this is

just. how. life. works.

And when you have a bad day, don’t overestimate it either. Just because you have a bad day today doesn’t mean tomorrow will be more of the same.

I tend to overestimate and overgeneralize both kinds of days. Like most people, I want every day to be wonderful, and when they’re not, I get off kilter.

I am doing better. Yes, I did figure out that day but, honestly, there have been a number of them lately. It’s been almost twenty years since I have felt this way, so this is a little bit disconcerting.

Psalm 91 is one of my favorite Psalms.

You hang in there as well.

God bless and have a great day.

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