We look at our kiddos and simply can’t help but worry.
“What if” this? And “what if” that? So many scary scenarios rush into our thoughts every single day.
Yes, I feel like our children have adapted to so much. And, yet, they’ve lost so much over the past year.
I question the job I’m doing as their mom and if I’m doing enough.
I wonder what this world is coming to. And if they’ll be ready and willing to stand up for what’s right.
And it’s exhausting. And overwhelming. And stealing so much joy away.
Then I hear the gentle voice of Jesus reminding me:
Do not worry, Mama.
Do not worry about their life. About what they eat or drink or their body; what they will wear.
Do not worry about Covid. About sickness. Or vaccines. Do not worry about school or their relationships or if they’re falling behind.
Do not worry about controlling everything and anticipating everything. Do not feel their success rests on your shoulders alone.
Do not worry about the next doctor’s appointment or their symptoms. Do not think God doesn’t know.
Do not worry about tomorrow.
But instead, seek God first.
Look to the cross, yes.
But also look to the empty tomb.
Because God is able to do immeasurably more than we can imagine.
Let’s think on all that God can do. Let’s trade the worst-case scenario for the best case.
Let’s accept that some symptoms we’re dealing with are bigger than worry alone, and let’s be willing to seek professional help. Let’s share our hearts and process our thoughts and walk through the difficult seasons together.
And instead of saying we can’t help but worry, let’s say we can’t help but trust God is doing a good thing. In all of us.
He promises us He’s going to stay with us, mama. No matter what.