God is in control

As I drove up to my house after work last month, all I can think is I bet T’s mom forgot to drop off his baseball gear and he has a game tonight! I wasn’t even home yet and I had decided her actions.

So the stuff was actually on the porch. But of course instead of thinking that maybe I should not jump to conclusions anymore my mind is already jumping to another conclusion: the missing school work I’m sure he must have from the week at mom’s house. I was trying so hard not to be mad when he got home but I was stewing.

On the way to baseball that same afternoon, he told me that he stayed at his friend’s Friday night and Saturday after baseball. So many things are going through my ahead but it doesn’t matter. None of it does. Because it is not in my control. I was trying to remind myself of that and then I look over and T has has feet stretched out in front of him and arms folded behind his head. My heart melted. How can I not smile at that adorableness? I was done stewing.

I get so frustrated with myself! Why am I still fighting with God over control?? How silly is that?! What happens when T is away is completely out of my control but not out of God’s. I can’t make his mom be a certain way or follow through on things but I can trust in God. I can teach T about God and the love of Jesus and I can let God be God.

Psalm 143:8 NIV
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I entrust my life.



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