Thirty-four days…
Today, I must have started at least ten writings to post for this blog. I can’t seem to get out any words. Everything I want to say either sounds trivial or cliché. I’m heartsick over the horrific events in Connecticut. I can’t begin to feel inspired to write. If you read this blog regularly, then you know I’m an anxious person. Fear sets in easily. The more I’ve prayed about what to write today, the more I feel inspired to tell you this…
As morning approaches, and the time ticks closer to send your child to school for the day, many will feel fear. An act as simple as putting your child on the bus may seem like the hardest thing in the world to do. Yet, the one command the Lord gives us most throughout the entire Bible is, “Do not fear.” We have no choice but to give our children into the hands of God.
My son Pauly went to Africa last summer for a mission trip. I was terrified at the fact I would not have any contact with him. I wasn’t sure how safe he would be, and I had zero control over anything concerning his trip. It was very difficult for me. I wasn’t sleeping well at night. One night as I was lying in bed, I started to visualize putting my son (who was 19 at the time) in the large hand of God. I had to completely hand him over in order to feel any peace at all.
1 John 4:18
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love. (N.K.J.V.)
As we struggle with our own fear through this terrible tragedy, let’s meditate on the perfect love of God. Let’s allow His perfect love to cast out fear. Kiss, hug, and tell your children you love them, and then put them in the hands of God. It’s all we can do…
