Here is a vicious cycle parents get stuck in.
Anxiety shows up.
Anxiety is back (and repeat)
Is this you? So often, I prayed my guts out when anxiety showed up in my child. Prayers that were honest, angry, accusatory, angrier, and hopeless. The answer to my prayers was not to stop praying but to start acting on answers. What was the solution?
My child's DNA needed a daily boost to their system. BUT read this. I did not understand this looking at a talented, smart, athletic, 9-year-old. I did not know what to ask. I did not know what to pray. I did not know anything except 'he will grow out of this.' Turns out, they weren't going to outgrow what their DNA formed. Looking back, I wish that a tool helped parents like myself understand what my child was experiencing every minute of every day. So, shameless plug, I created the tool I needed, and you do too.
Imagine the heartache saved if I had a tool like Albert the Fox Stories that helps children talk about anxiety through a story. Maybe I would've acted sooner. Perhaps I would've sought different counselors, or maybe I would've listened to the advisor who said (when my child was 13) that a temporary medication to help the mind and body focus on the issue instead of masking anxiety.
For many Christian parents like me, medication is a no way, no how, it's not going to help. I keep returning to how stupid I am for believing that the God of creation, who formed my child, also made way for a broken world to be mended. Isn't that the beauty of the gospel?
Today my child is a teen and does not feel the need for a daily DNA boost. If only I had known how this plays out when they were nine. I think about that from time to time.
I'm not recommending anything more than opening up your thoughts to this... Luke was a doctor. He walked with Jesus, who didn't need him. But, Maybe Mark or Matthew did?