He Is In Charge by Cheryl Brackemyre
I learn so much from my son Max.
I feel so blessed that I get to be his Mom and that God has weaved our lives with his.
It could be that this is my second time at parenting two little guys, that makes me sit back and reflect on how quickly they grow up or the fact Max is just so full or personality and very funny.
It could be a little bit of both of those reasons that I find myself in awe of some of the things he says.
Just a few weeks ago, while Tony and I were disciplining Max, he shouted something profound that I have thought of over and over again since then.
We were explaining to him that he only will get to play video games on Saturdays, for a certain amount of time, IF he makes good choices and earns the time.
To which he shouted, “I can’t wait until I am in charge!”
Now he is six…. and it will be a LONG time before what he exclaimed becomes a reality.
And then it hit me like a ton of bricks, Is this what I sound like to God?
When I pray for direction and it doesn’t come quickly enough?
When I ask God to intervene in a friends marriage and things only get worse?
When I pray for patience as our rental property sits on the market waiting for a buyer?
When I ask God to help Eli in his speech and it goes slower than I would like?
When I ask for healing for a friend and their cancer returns?
I’m ashamed to say that I often try to take back control after I have prayed and asked God to intervene. I act just like a frustrated 6 year old video gamer that is only allowed to play once a week.
Then my mind and heart are drawn to Psalm 91, and the first two verses,
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High, will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I trust.”
So when I shout like this to God, I need to stop and remember it is in HIM I trust. HE is who I can rest in, and find shelter in the storms of like and the one in whom I trust.
HE is in charge…..I don’t have to be.