I'm writing this one from the bottom of the bucket, y'all. You know when you feel so messy in your brain that you can't decipher what's logical and what's illogical? "Am I wrong to think this? Am I wrong to feel this? Is it okay to say these things? When was the last time I wasn't confused?" Another way to put it is lost. I feel lost. Kind of like Kenton's slippers right now. Seriously though, where are they? He's walking around searching and they must have fled the house or something because they're totally gone.
Actually, no. I'm not lost. I'm not lost because I know I've been found (Luke 15:24). But how do I push through this momentary disillusionment to get back to every day peace? How can I set aside the anxiety that has pushed me to the bottom of the bucket, especially when I can't even figure out if the objects of this anxiety are worth taking note of or not?
Step 1: Pray. Invite the Lord in. Surrender anxiety, thoughts, feelings, all the bottom of the bucket-ness.
Step 2: Talk to someone who knows me and have them tell me if I'm crazy or not. Get someone to speak truth to me.
Step 3: Meditate on/recite scripture to replace those anxious thought patterns in my head with truth from the bible.
Step 4: Repeat steps 1-3
Hey guess what? K just found his slippers. Roomba pushed them under a bed in the guest room in his quest to clean the house for us.
Yay. They've been found.