By Samantha Wise
Ever since I was a child, I’ve struggled with worry. Even at a young age, the idea of something being out of my control felt terrifying. I feared being called on in class, dreaded group projects, and avoided leadership roles at all costs. I was also a people-pleaser to the point that it became unhealthy, leaving me anxious and constantly questioning myself: Was I doing enough? Was I good enough? Once I became a Christian, I even worried about whether I was “good enough” to call myself a child of God. Instead of seeing Him as a loving Father who had adopted me into His family, I mostly saw God as someone to fear, just as I feared many other things in life.
