Worry is a thief, Fear is a liar, and Anxiety is their trembling, furrowed browed baby. They show up rude without an invite, that crying baby keeping me up all night. I’ve been coddling her too much lately. It’s time to put her down and kick that dysfunctional family out. Are you sick of me talking about them yet? Because I sure am. Thankful today for new mercies, different perspectives and a safe place to hide..