Nerves

Nerves.
My heart is beating at an unnatural, sporadic pace; a rhythm reminiscent of a Zumba beat. My hands have an nearly unnoticeable tremor; more a feeling of unsteadiness than visible shaking. My breaths are steady inhale, exhale and yet the air never seems to satisfy my body's thirst for oxygen. A slight nervous sweat makes my underarms rather uncomfortable.
The only thing worse than these physical symptoms are the thoughts that accompany them.
Uncontrollable thoughts.
What if I say something wrong?
What if I don't know how to answer a question?
What if I don't get in?
What if...What if...What if... resounds with the beating of my heart. echoes with the noise of my breaths.

But what if's don't matter.
If I say something wrong, so what? It happens to the best of us
If I don't know the answer to a question, so what? Just be truthful
If I don't get in, so what? It was never written in my story

Why am I so nervous? The plan is already set. I have a God who is constant and loving. I have a Savior who gave himself for me. I have a Champion, I have no need to fear.

Take the world but give me Jesus
 If Jesus is with me, that is all I need. 
Take the world but give me Jesus