My daughter encouraged me with this worship song by Bethel and said, “ this song has become an anthem for me each morning.” Take a minute to listen to it. The lack of control we have is causing the battle with anxiety to be fierce. What makes it even more challenging is that we are facing an invisible enemy. It’s indifferent to its hosts, has no preferences, and has come to steal, kill and destroy. The Coronavirus is a relentless enemy causing, amongst other things, separation, distance and isolation amongst mankind. As the warrior that I am in Jesus’s army, I need to fight with authority! So with faith as small as a mustard seed, I reminded myself of what my pastor has been telling us for weeks – to rise up. In regards to my emotional and spiritual health, however, I can have a better awareness of how and when the enemy attacks. I can do my part in taking the necessary actions of social distancing, proper hygiene, and taking care of my physical health. However, I don’t have to live in constant fear. I mean, my goodness, how often does everything shut down, and we are told to stay in our homes for weeks on end? In my almost 60 years this has never happened! My fear is very valid. I’m not minimizing the reality of my anxiety. The devil is real and as Christians we must be aware of the spiritual battle around us. I fell apart because I wasn’t paying attention to how satan was working in my situation. You see, I am a strong, faith-filled woman, but last week I crumbled. I was disappointment with myself for having given the enemy such a foothold in my life. I felt vulnerable and broken as I came face to face with my anxiety.Īfter I processed my feelings with my family, I felt a righteous anger rise up within me. All the fear and worry I had been carrying was coming out. My tears were uncontrollable, and rooted deep inside of me. Last Sunday after I watched our church service online, I had a meltdown.