I’m not sure why God, or maybe it’s life that did it, made my hopes and angst and wishes always be from the perspective of my children.
On earth as in heaven, I suppose I ask God for this. Quite often, I ask God to surprise my children, make them certain it was Him.
There are countless hopes my heart holds for them, some of them things they long for, some are ideas of my own.
I’m a mama of adult children. I can’t hold or control them. I can only pray with open hands and unnamed hopes with their names circled in my journal.
I give God control. He is a buffer of protection. He loves them more than I.
I want to know they are well and that they are loved well.
I want them (and me) to embrace heavenly things as pursuit in a time when earth is so uncertain.
“Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth.”
Colossians 3:2 ESV
I want them to see me trying, admitting it is hard and yet, waking up to try again.
Even on days and days on end when what’s ahead is unclear.
Put one step forward not backward. One step on days when a greater distance feels difficult or detoured by these crazy days.
Step forward, think forward.
Set your intentions on being intentional in the days ahead of not knowing much at all.
Considering maybe God is breaking our addiction to control this year to show us knowing everything doesn’t keep us safe.
It is only knowing Him that is safe at all.
“You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you.”
Isaiah 26:3 ESV
Linking up with others prompted by the word “ahead”.