It wasn’t the presence of fear, anxiety, or dissatisfaction in my life that brought me to the limit of my endurance. It was the absence of God’s peace. What I needed was God’s love to make me feel complete, but I didn’t know how to find it. I couldn’t even identify the cause of my stress most of the time. All I knew was that there was little calmness in my life. It was like I was out of harmony with myself—not comfortable in my own skin.

I sought answers in all the wrong places. Why was it everybody seemed happier than me? Why was it that people at my church heard the voice of God while all I could hear was my own confused self-talk? I didn’t know that God had been speaking to me for quite some time. I couldn’t hear His voice over my own inner chatter that kept telling me to try to fix things. Some call the voice of reason or intuition, but, thankfully, God showed me the truth.