Do you ever struggle to believe that God is with you?

I pulled my van over to the shoulder of the road, scarcely missing the curb, as I did. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs felt like a deflated balloon. And my heart palpitated erratically.

Slamming the car in park, I bent myself over the steering wheel, attempting to catch my breath. My children’s faces were riddled with fear, as I struggled to maintain composure.

What was wrong with me? I was too young to be having a heart attack. Oh God, please help!

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