You all have been so kind to re-read my blogs that I wrote on Yahoo and have been slowly bringing over here(just in case they become inaccessible). I wrote this in January of this year after Seth's check-up for his femur fracture. How little did I know then what this year would hold for our family! Tonight is a good time to remind myself...God IS good.
January 2007
I’m currently reading, All That Really Matters, by Sheila Walsh. She briefly addresses the sovereignty of God in His name, El Elyon—The God who controls all things. She has this to say, "A belief in the sovereignty of God means that whether we understand what is happening or not, whether God seems silent or not, whether evil seems to be winning over good or not, we gather up faith and say to God, ‘I love you. I trust you. This hurts me, but I know that you have my good at heart, so I say Yes! to you and No! to trying to grab control and fix everything myself.’"
In a previous post (STAPA), I mentioned that becoming a parent has really helped me in understanding my relationship with God. I had another such experience last week.
Thursday afternoon was Seth’s follow-up appointment with the orthopedist who aligned his femur and applied the cast. I knew Seth would be very apprehensive about returning to her office; the last visit when the body cast was removed was very frightening for him. I didn’t tell him about the visit until after his nap, when I was getting him ready. He implored me, in his 2-year old way: "Please, Mommy, let’s stay home, my leg is better. The doctor took it off"(in reference to the cast). I felt glum but did my best to reassure him that the visit was only routine. I, too, dreaded the return to her office and her frank assessment of what may continue to happen in the future. Seth was quiet on the way to the office and then sat trembling on my lap while we waited for his turn. He was scared, but he trusted me. I knew that the visit was important to make sure the bone was continuing to heal properly and the leg growing normally. Feeling his body tremble made me want to stand up and walk out, but there was the ultimate good to think about. And so we waited.
So it is with God, isn’t it? As a child of God, I, like Seth, simply cannot understand why I must endure the hardship. I want an easy way out. "…Scripture doesn’t tell us that everything will go as we would like but rather that God is in control, regardless. …not chance or fate, not you, not me, but God, El-Elyon, is in control, and he is good."
So, I must rest in God’s sovereignty – I’m not good at this, I’ll be honest. I do not believe that I am victim to circumstance--carelessly in the hands of fate. I want to rest in the hope and peace of El-Elyon, the God who is in control of ALL things.
January 2007
I’m currently reading, All That Really Matters, by Sheila Walsh. She briefly addresses the sovereignty of God in His name, El Elyon—The God who controls all things. She has this to say, "A belief in the sovereignty of God means that whether we understand what is happening or not, whether God seems silent or not, whether evil seems to be winning over good or not, we gather up faith and say to God, ‘I love you. I trust you. This hurts me, but I know that you have my good at heart, so I say Yes! to you and No! to trying to grab control and fix everything myself.’"
In a previous post (STAPA), I mentioned that becoming a parent has really helped me in understanding my relationship with God. I had another such experience last week.
Thursday afternoon was Seth’s follow-up appointment with the orthopedist who aligned his femur and applied the cast. I knew Seth would be very apprehensive about returning to her office; the last visit when the body cast was removed was very frightening for him. I didn’t tell him about the visit until after his nap, when I was getting him ready. He implored me, in his 2-year old way: "Please, Mommy, let’s stay home, my leg is better. The doctor took it off"(in reference to the cast). I felt glum but did my best to reassure him that the visit was only routine. I, too, dreaded the return to her office and her frank assessment of what may continue to happen in the future. Seth was quiet on the way to the office and then sat trembling on my lap while we waited for his turn. He was scared, but he trusted me. I knew that the visit was important to make sure the bone was continuing to heal properly and the leg growing normally. Feeling his body tremble made me want to stand up and walk out, but there was the ultimate good to think about. And so we waited.
So it is with God, isn’t it? As a child of God, I, like Seth, simply cannot understand why I must endure the hardship. I want an easy way out. "…Scripture doesn’t tell us that everything will go as we would like but rather that God is in control, regardless. …not chance or fate, not you, not me, but God, El-Elyon, is in control, and he is good."
So, I must rest in God’s sovereignty – I’m not good at this, I’ll be honest. I do not believe that I am victim to circumstance--carelessly in the hands of fate. I want to rest in the hope and peace of El-Elyon, the God who is in control of ALL things.
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