Thursday evening, my son’s babysitter sent me a text asking if she and her boyfriend could take my little man out for a day at the aquarium. For starters, both of them go to my church, and I trust them. Second, my son loves Miss Shelby, because, well frankly, she’s a very pretty blonde, southern belle, and she’s absolutely unparalleled in her babysitting capacities. I could sing her praises for days. Anyway, after talking about it with my husband, we decided it sounded fine, so I told her, “Sure!”
But last night, as I was doing dishes, the enemy attacked my mind. I didn’t recognize it as an assault on my conscience at first. It more or less felt like an anxiety attack and my mind went to every possible dark scenario. Right as I was thinking something terrible could happen, I stopped and I prayed, “God, did I make a mistake? He isn’t even 2 yet and that’s a LONG drive, He’s never gone that far without me before, and what if something happens to him? I don’t know what I’d do, I love him so!!” And I went back to washing my dishes…
Not a minute later an overwhelming sense of peace came over me and I heard God say, “I love him too. You didn’t make a mistake, let him go.” The scripture passage from Isaiah 26:3 came into my mind, “You will keep the mind that is dependent on You in perfect peace, for it is trusting in You.”
And that was the end of my worry. After that, I was able to think clearly. Anxiety is not of God.
6 Don’t worry about anything, but in everything, through prayer and petition with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which surpasses every thought, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. -Philippians 4:6-7
I’ve been in the Word daily more consistently and it shows in my ability to handle and resolve conflict, even in my own mind. Jesus is continuing to sanctify me as I hide His Word in my heart.
God is good, all the time.
And as it happened, my son had an amazing time with the fish!!
And I must remember, God loves my son enough to send HIS son to die. We are God’s treasured possessions. And I’ll always bear that in mind when it comes to letting my son grow up and have adventures of his own.