Dear Anxiety

Dear Anxiety,

I know who you are. I can't see you but I can feel you. You creep up on me and make me feel uneasy. You are like a shadow behind me waiting to pounce. You accuse me and bring forth my mistakes. You bring tomorrows worry on my shoulders. You cleverly design fresh new worries in my mind. You are like a hampster that gets on a squeeky wheel and irritates me.

I say to you, you are not my identity. You are losing ground and I am not afraid of your threat. You have done all you could do and I am still here. My mind is being renewed daily by the washing of the word of Christ. You are not my battle, I have given you over to the Lord.

You are in the wrong territory anxiety. This land belongs to the King and you are caught trespassing. Now you are wanted. In the name of Jesus I confess that you have no room in this vineyard, you will not spoil it. I confess the Name above every prinicipality and power, Jesus Christ, and command you to be loosed from my life. He has given me authority over you.

I will not see you again, Goodbye.