My waters seem to be running swiftly and deeply.
Some days I don’t feel like I can touch bottom or keep my head above water.
I am usually the cairn maintaining balance and pointing the way.
Lately I’ve been teetering and feel like I’m losing my way.
I know the way, but doubt blocks its entrance.
Doubt’s cohort is fear.
I don’t like these intruders in my life.
They interrupt my sleep, disturb my peace, and rob me of my now.
I’m handing them over. And this time I’m not taking them back.
Though I know I cannot control areas which do not belong to me,
I refuse to relinquish power over my own thoughts.
I will rest in Him who comforts me.
My chest is no longer tight and I’m breathing.
In. Out. In. Out. Just breathing for now.