I Don't Know The Answers

I DON’T KNOW THE ANSWERS 
Take me, from this roller coaster 
Take me, from the questions spinning round my head
Shake me, from my death grip on the endings 
Shake me, from my stronghold on the hinges 
Keep my, eyes upon the path of right
Keep me, from chasing down the other side
Chorus: I don’t know the Answers
And for the First Time that’s alright
No more, waiting up all night
No more, looking over my shoulder
No more, dragging my own boulders
No more, feeling like I’ll never be a light
I don’t know the Answers
And for the First Time that’s alright
- Somehow, now it seems I too can be alright
Somewhere, I lost my obsession with the inflections
Someone, you came along me to stop my spinning
Somewhere, your gravity caught me in its might
- Take me, from this roller coaster
Take me, from the questions spinning round my head
Shake me, from my death grip on the endings
Shake me, from my stronghold on the hinges
Keep my, eyes upon the path of right
Keep me, from chasing down the other side
Chorus:
I don’t know the Answers
And for the First Time that’s alright
No more, waiting up all night
No more, looking over my shoulder
No more, dragging my own boulders
No more, feeling like I’ll never be a light
I don’t know the Answers
And for the First Time that’s alright
- Cause there is a God and it’s not me
So I will just let Him hold together
His Universe while I sleep tight
Cause it’s not mine, it’s not my life it’s not my fight
Cause there is a God and it’s not me
So I will just let Him hold together His Universe while I sleep tight
Cause it’s not mine, it’s not my light it’s not my right
So I will just let Him hold together His Universe while I sleep tight
While I sleep tight for the first time, tonight .
I Don’t Know the Answers is about Anxiety, and it’s an addiction that plagues all of us for some season of our lives, and sometimes for all of our lives. Unlike drugs and sex or food which has to be sought out, has to be bought, has to be paid for, sometimes has to be smuggled, our obsession with the endings is always right there is our minds, and endless supply of worry. Handcuffs won’t stop this addiction, neither will poverty, and there is no human law that can lower its rate of consumption. Yet it is as deadly to our relationships, to our dreams, to our futures and even to our bodies, as anything that can be purchased on the streets of some dirty corner of your city or from the vagabonds in your shanty town. Anxiety is the invisible addiction, we are told it isn’t real, it shouldn’t hold us down or drag us from our beds during the night to a terrible fate that will certainly devour our hopes but has yet to be seen by everyone but ourselves. It’s like a monster under the bed, and we can just wish it all away if we close our eyes and tell ourselves it isn’t real. 
Prophet John Paul Jackson said correctly that Hope and Fear are made of the same substance, one is simply the shadow of the other, as Hope is a certainty that something good is going to happen despite any evidence in the natural, and Fear is the certainty that something bad is going to happen in the future despite any evidence in the natural. Anxiety seems at its core to be part of the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge, one of its many less pleasant side effects that have poisoned us with the thought of being “as God”. This is the sour fruit getting to our dizzied minds. Cole Davis of “Lion’s Path” Radio show on Youtube has done a lot of good work in this area of struggle, as he is also an empath that struggles with depression and anxiety as many of us do. 
We have as a race, created a small universe in each of our minds over which we have either the illusion of total control in our own hands, In this universe in which we sit upon a throne, one slip of our feeble human could leave the planets falling from their orbit and crashing into each other, or the opposite extreme of Nihilism. The Nihilist believes that there is no one guiding this spinning ball we have all planted our feet upon, that ultimately the driver’s seat is empty and we are helplessly strapped to the passenger’s side. Then we have the Deist who is certain that the driver simply pointed the vehicle in the right direction and gave it a good shove downhill while headed inside for a cosmic coffee and a bagel and hoping the best or the passengers he handcrafted like crash test dummies thousands of years ago. All three make incredible and malicious assumptions about the Creator, a Father who lets His Children assume more responsibility that He knows they are ready for, a completely absent Father, or a Father who left His Children half raised and took off for His own pursuits and simply hoped for the best. This is the end of every lie, the root of the bad fruit, an assault or distortion of the identity of man and of God. It works so well, it has never in substance changed in nearly 6,000 years. If we are to recover from the fruit, we need to identity when its seeds are beginning to sprout in our minds and our hearts and weed them out with a dousing of Truth. 
The freeing Truth that I have found is that I don’t control everything, I can’t control everything, and while this may seem to be unnerving reason will show if we can go back to our minds instead of our hearts in a panic is that if I don’t control everything my mistake won’t ruin everything. I don’t have the answers, I have just come to the know the only One who does. There is a Higher Power and its’ not me as they repeat like a mantra sipping coffee from styrofoam cups in the basement of Methodist Churches, those people are really onto something in that, they know He is out there, just not sure of His Name yet. 
His Name is Yeshua, whom the Christians call Jesus, the Highest of Higher Powers. 
“Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh. Is anything too hard for me? Jeremiah 32:27 
Looking back upon the nervous years, I seem to have been born with anxiety or developed in fairly early in childhood. I remember being absolutely terrified of strangers as a child and clinging to my mother’s leg, I also recall wetting the bed well into elementary school and at one point in elementary school wetting my pants in class because I was too nervous to raise my hand and ask the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. Later on in adulthood this took the form of a lot of anxiety about relationships, particularly seeing every sign of boredom, or unhappiness or needing “space” from my girlfriend as a sign of an inevitable breakup and a problem in the relationship that needed to be addressed and in this would be the cause of these six week car crash romances instead of what kept it on the road. We also help to crash most other relationships this way. 
The telephone for myself (and for many empaths, highly sensitive people and also intuitive-feeler personality types, look those up later as you are likely in that category) is a terrible source of anxiety, which is why we generally don’t pick up the phone and rarely check our voicemails. The best I can explain the phone is like an electronic bomb we are trying to disarm, it can blow up into something horrible at any moment, perhaps because these has been so much bad new waiting inside that little electronic box for us that left us mangled. Voicemail is the source of bad news essentially, “I’m breaking up with you”, “you didn’t get the job”, “I’m sorry to inform you that your such and such has passed away”, “the repairs are going to be far far more than you have in your overdrawn bank account”, “this is Mr. Pay Up Now from the collection agency”. The telephone is another problem as some people can hear everything that isn’t said, interpret pauses, feel anger in someone’s voice just like a punch in the gut. This is actually amplified by hearing just a voice and since the phone is directly in the ear the only escape or avoidance is to hang up unlike in person where you can create some physical distance so being on the phone gives a strong sense of being trapped in an interrogation room. We sometimes begin to panic if things turn awkward too. 
Many people with anxiety are extremely auditory as mentioned above, so we have to be feeling particularly confident at that moment or have to be extraordinarily close and trusting of the person on the other end, but we still don’t pick the phone up when it rings. Maybe the best way to explain a ringing phone is like the Sheriff’s Department showing up at your door asking you to sit down first, or the surgeon coming out of the waiting room, every conversation is a “sit down and take a deep breathe first” moment and answering a phone within three rings doesn’t give you the opportunity to prepare our minds and hearts. We also want to have in depth conversations instead of “how are you?” fly bye’s so if it’s a good friend we may wait days to call back when we have the time and energy and focus they deserve. So if it’s just needing information texting is best. People are the other great source of anxiety, especially crowds. For many of us, people are generally a source of pain through either our bad experiences. The awkwardness of trying to interact with most humans which to use are seemingly just as much from a foreign country and culture and language that needs decoding in every interaction as we are to them is the general drawback. 
We have an incredible ability to analyze people sometimes, but a crippled ability to interact with them and to relate to their priorities and values and its just awkward for everyone. The inevitable awkwardness of interaction makes a crowded room feel like we are blindfolded and walking naked through a cactus farm, so we generally avoid crowds. We are also simply overloaded by that amount of movement, noise, lights, and conversations. Since Highly Sensitive People basically pick up more emotional stations/channels than most, when we are surrounded by too many “signals” we hear nothing but static in our own hearts and mind, like a radio. When all of the stations are blending together and nothing makes sense anymore, like a room full of toddlers when you have a headache and the t.v. is blaring “Barney” on one and “Sid the Science Kid” on the other. .Elaine Aaron’s wrote a terrific book on sensory types that become overloaded called “The Highly Sensitive Person” about how our nervous systems operate in comparison to “Sensation Seeking Persons”, H.S.P’s are about 205% of the U.S. population. 
If you’re an empath and absorb other people’s emotion or are painfully aware of their emotions, this is amplified. Those with high degrees of prophetic gifting or discernment can also sense the spirits in or around others. Especially in a place with either inordinate amounts of hostility and aggression in people such as sports events, a great number of narcissists like beauty salons, overly drive or greed motivated people in business settings (someone after money above all else is very unnerving for us) or religious spirits in abundance such as certain churches (often mixed with the best people on Earth, all in the same room so don’t miss the diamonds because you have to dig through all of the rough-edged gravel). At the end of the day, we can only live from our Love or from our Fear, and both can’t have the steering wheel of your Soul (Heart and Mind) at once, so we have to choose with every decision, who is driving this life of ours, Love-Faith or Fear? 
“There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love.” 1 John 4:18

Prayer for those Who Don't Know The Answers

Author of Mysteries

Please help us to walk away from the Tree of Knowledge

Lead us on the winding path to the Tree of Life

Give us a Love for Mystery instead of a Fear of the Unknown

Increase our Faith instead of our Comfort

Remind us gently that a Good God cannot be found in the Mirror

And the Human Mind is a wonderful Servant 

but a Tyrannical Master

“Trust in ADONAI with all your heart, lean not on your own understanding.”

Proverbs 3:5 Tree of Life Version

Resource: www.rzmi.org Ravi Zacharias International Ministries

Ravi Zacharias is a Philosopher, Lecturer and 

Theologian from India

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QRnFFTxnuCohttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QRnFFTxnuCo (Oceans, Where Feet May Fail) by Hillsong