Panic, Anxiety, Shame, and Jesus: The Truth About Faith and Fear 2

Panic, Anxiety, Shame, and Jesus: The Truth About Faith and Fear

I woke at 4:14 am in a panic.  Panic tends to be the soft spot in my belly that enemy loves to poke at. Panic is my Achilles heel. If I were a werewolf, panic is my silver bullet. Should you find me lying in a coffin, peacefully sleeping after a night of terrorizing virgins and blood sucking, panic is sunlight, a crucifix, holy water or a wooden stake to my immortal heart. If panic were to come in the …