I went to the Wednesday night worship service in a...

I went to the Wednesday night worship service in agony. For the past week, anxiety, fear and depression have ravaged my life. Actually for the past two years, but it came to a head this past week. I've had multiple panic attacks on the road, afraid to go to work, even being at home, fearful thoughts would just constantly bombard my mind. I had no peace.

I would pray and worship, but even then it would always come back. The Holy Spirit led me to sing The Blessing. Every time I felt fearful, The Blessing would come to my mind, and I would find peace when singing and focusing on Jesus. But only during those moments. Every other moment, hopelessness began to turn quickly turning into despair.

I felt like I could lose control at any moment.

So when I got off of work at 4:30 Wednesday night, I became panicked again driving home. By that time my body was completely exhausted.

My heart rate had been elevated for a week, adrenaline pumping through my body all the time, gripped by fear and panic, was considering going to the ER. The only relief I found was at work when my mind was busy.

But I could never relax because of the of fearful thoughts. It was like an attack of fear on my mind.

So, completely wiped, i knew I needed to go to Wednesday night service, because I had worked a miracle, there before.

By the time I got to church I was done. I had nothing left. Tremors were running through my body, I felt sick and weak...I said Lord, I just need someone to pray for me.

During worship, I mustered my strength and began to focus on God and not my problem.

Then God sent a sweet lady to me during worship, and she prayed with me and told me God has set me free. Meditate on Psalm 91 and walk in that freedom, no matter what it looks like. She said she didn't know why the Lord chose her to pray for me.

But when I told her I had been overwhelmed with fear and anxiety, she told me she understood, because God had set her free from the same thing. At one point, she couldn't even leave her home because of fear, but God set her free. I worshipped, prayed and cried that night.

I drove home praising God, because when I stepped outside the church doors, the fear was gone. I was free.

God changed my perspective, and reminded me that fear had no power over me, and I had authority over it. It tried to come back that night, but I was began speaking to it out of faith, not fear, telling it to leave in the name of Jesus, and it fled.

Thanks for reading my testimony. When we get together and worship, fear and the enemy has to flee in the presence of God. Thank you Jesus.