He is the counselor

If you don't mind, I'm going to get a little personal. You're all going to get a glimpse into the mind of Nick Garland. Not to worry, I won't show you the confusing stuff that doesn't make any sense. No, sir. That's just for me, myself, and I when I am really bored. No, I'm going to let you know my demons. Now I don't mean actual demons. I'm speaking to the concept of "demons in my mind." Sound crazy? Possibly.

My whole life, I've dealt with feelings of inadequacy. I have thoughts like, "You are so dumb... You're an idiot... You can't remember anything... Everybody knows you're dumb..." And you can imagine how those feelings have had an effect on me. I've never truly dealt with them, and so they have just continued to linger in my thoughts all these years.

Tonight at work, I had them come back to me. I was waiting on a lady, and I thought she said she wanted a pound and a third of sliced cheese. So I sliced her a little over a pound before she kindly stopped me and asked me, "Is that a third of a pound?" I then asked her if she had originally asked for a third of a pound and she sweetly said yes. Immediately the feelings of self-emotional-mutilation took over: "You can't remember anything... how can they say you're so smart when you're such an idiot." And so for the remainder of the night I was in a very fragile mood.

Well about five minutes before my shift was over, I heard a, "Nick, I need some help over here." So I walked over and a coworker of mine was showing me that a slicer's inner screws and such had fallen off. I would try to explain it to you but I think that would be too difficult. Not too difficult for you to understand, but too difficult for me to explain.

After a good ten minutes of confusing, body-contorting work, I worked out a strategy. With some pain, I was able to squeeze on the loose washer and I fixed the blooming thing. After I fixed it, I immediately felt a sense of overwhelming accomplishment. I then gave shouts of satisfaction as I strutted back to my machine.

Not a minute afterward, I realized that God had done that. You see, the Holy Spirit is our counselor. He knew I needed to realize that I can accomplish something. He set up the situation so that I could feel good about myself and a job well done. The demons went away for the night.

Realize that no matter how terrible the demons are in your head, the Holy Spirit is our counselor. Only He can be the One to truly bring your mind rest.