Scientists have discovered that when mice are placed in threatening situations, a particular set of cells activates to signal anxiety—cells they named “anxiety cells.” If such cells exist in humans, I am certain I must have twice the average. I tend to worry excessively about everything, earning the nickname “chronic worrier.” I fret over the smallest details, wondering if a completed task contains hidden errors, or whether a minor prick from a sewing needle might lead to tetanus. Concerns that others might dismiss as absurd often weigh heavily on my mind.
Whenever my heart is overwhelmed and sleep evades me, I reach for the Bible. Strangely, but consistently, when I open the Scriptures, my anxiety fades, and peace washes over me.
“I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness.” Jn 12:46
Interestingly, scientists also discovered a way to suppress the activity of anxiety cells: by shining light on them. When a beam of light was directed at the anxiety cells in a mouse trapped in a maze, the cells’ activity subsided, and the mouse began exploring with confidence.
I, too, have found that the more often I turn to the Word, the less I am consumed by worry. The true light—our Heavenly Father and Mother—gently soothes my soul. I long to stay within that radiant light always, finding peace and clarity in the warmth of Their Word.