Juggler of words and children…collector of pottery shards
Occasionally, one of my children will begin to worry about something. He or she will come to me, brow furrowed and voice laden with stress and say,
“What if Daddy loses his job and we have no place to live?” or….
“What if you get cancer, Mommy?” or…..
“What if a bad guy comes into the house at night?”
I look at them, rub their little heads and pull them close. Then, I say…
“Why don’t you let me take care of that? It is not your job.”
Recently, we made an offer on an almost 100 year old house. It was not a decision we made flippantly. We prayed about it and thought about it. We did our homework and talked about it endlessly, but when all was said and done, we really felt it was God’s plan for us to pursue it even if His purpose in it was less about moving and more about teaching us something along the way.
Even so, it is tempting to look to Heaven and say, “What if…”
“What if the wiring is all bad…”
“What if the seller won’t accept a reasonable offer?”
“What if our current home does not sell?”
And God is pulling us close to softly say, “Why don’t you let me take care of that? If you are genuinely seeking me, I’ll never lead you astray and if in your weakness you make a mistake, I will cover you.”
It is that assurance that frees us to live without fear. He never promised life would be problem free but He calls us to transcendence because the “what ifs” are no match for Him.
“Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty. Neither do I concern myself with great matters, nor with things too profound for me. Surely, I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me.” Psalm 131: 1 -2