I once attended a Christian comedy marriage seminar led by a comic who was popular at the time. He did this whole shtick about men having “nothing boxes” that they retreat into when they are overwhelmed or tired. In comparison, a woman’s brain is always active and thinking of 50,000 things at once.
This is all true. I always have a million things in my head, usually at night which is why I can’t sleep. But I also have my own variation of the nothing box, which I shall call my “Safety Box.” This is a box I go into when I am feeling overwhelmed, scared, anxious, hopeless, etc. It’s where I go to escape reality. Sometimes I wonder if I’m sane, but maybe this safety box is what keeps me sane. No one can hurt me or upset me in my safety box. In fact, only God is allowed in there with me because He is the only one who has always been there and has always kept me safe. He cares about me unconditionally unlike every other person in this world. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have the Lord next to me in my safety box.
