I have wanted to find that place many times through the years.
Raising children can be grueling. Even though we love them with all our heart, along with the joy and happiness comes heartbreak and pain.
I once thought I would be handing in my resignation when they became eighteen. That was merely a mirage. Although they swore they were moving out at 18, they lied.
Because I quickly learned they still needed me during their college years or at least my money. Then, they needed me for a wedding. And just when I thought I had handed them over to someone else and my job was complete: THEY HAD BABIES!
My heart was stretched even more…..
I have learned that although my children are adults, I can’t shrug off being a mother. The problems they face now are different to when they were young, but a mother always cares for her cubs.
This morning in my quiet time I wrote this prayer:
“Lord, once again I present myself empty and heartbroken at your feet. I am weary and fearful. Could you please fill my empty places with you? Can I hand over my family and leave them in your hands?”
The Lord’s response:
“You keep grabbing things back and don’t give me the chance to work. LET GO. I won’t snatch them out of your hand nor will I pry open your fingers. You need to hand them over……..”
Please tell me, as I humbly open my hand and trust God to do his work that I am not the only one who has been here……. anyone else?
How do I apply this to my heart?
1. Trust the Lord with them.
2. Know that He loves them more than I can comprehend.
3. Stop trying to be God.
I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart.
And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give.
So don’t be troubled or afraid.