Father, this is not in my head. My hands are shaking. My chest is tight. My breath is not where I left it.
I cannot think my way out of this. Trying harder makes it worse.
Be in my nervous system. Be in the shoulders that won't drop. Be in the lungs that forgot the rhythm.
I am not asking You to make me feel brave. I am asking You to be the floor under the feet that don't trust the ground.
I am not crazy for feeling this. I am a person whose body is afraid. You made the body. You can speak to it.
Slow it down with me. Breath by breath. Until the storm passes through.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.