He is There: The Art of Being Human series- Tim and Christy Knipp (Tim. 5:23; 2 Cor. 1:3-11)

We worry and
we fret,
it's just something
we do.
We open the door 
to this poison -
odorless and colorless,
it creeps across
thresholds
and into our very blood.

Doing battle
means
a bit of boot camp:
disciplined action
and mental grit
while sending sighing
prayers heavenward.

Grab hold of a 
grounding stone
and breathe -
in, then out.

Body, soul and spirit
function together,
gears mesh or clog
as each is oiled
or filled with gunk.

Find an ear to speak into -
a trusted soul to hear.

Into the worry pools 
and eddies,
God's presence exists.
Learn to see Him
in the dark;
reach out your fumbling,
stumbling hand
to find His there.
Though He may not seem
to speak,
He is there.
And that "there" is more solid
and actual
than the storm that rages
around and through you.

Let the God of comfort
hold you
as you tremble.
Let the Father
of compassion
feel your anguish,
take it,
mold it
and
continue the good work
He began.

Trust His faithfulness
to see you through.

We are weak
yet He does not flee.
We lack trust
yet He remains faithful.

We worry.
We fret.
It's who we are.

He cares.
He shows up.
It's who He is.