Even though severe pas ( parental alienation syndrome ) she was a loving caring Young woman that tried to rise above it never kept my granddaughter away from me. Un fortunately my other two children are fully engulfed in it. I have no comfort in greveing as a family with them I am all alone. My depression and anxiety and anger is all my own. If I try to reach out to them thier mother still calls my a narcissistic person looking for sympathy. She is evil by the way. My depression is real as any father has. Days are bad then worse
Whenever I’m stressed, anxious, or afraid, help me remember to run to you. You're the only one that can calm my fears and end my fretful behavior. Whether in trivial or heavy matters, I know you will not only give me peace; Lord, you will be my peace. And when I draw close to you—in prayer, in reading your Word, in helping another, in taking my mind off myself—you will be there, up close and personal.
Oh Lord, sometimes my insides feel like a battle zone, where missiles are falling too close to home. Other times I'm caught in an endless storm, with thoughts flying out of control. Confusion reigns, and defeat creeps in to steal my joy. I need your peace—the deep-down-in-your-heart kind that stays with me day and night and speaks confidently into the wind. Calm my anxious spirit, Lord; all the attacking "if-onlys" and "what-ifs" fill me with needless worry.
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