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A Mother's Trust

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God is a God of His Word. You trust is safe with Him.

The subject for today is "trust."  It has taken me a long time to build this trust thing with the Lord. I can't wait to hear what everyone else says about trust.

Trust was etched at the alter and sewn into my heart with whispered words of prayer.

Trust was burned into my soul by the testing of my faith.

You may ask me, "Chris, why do you trust Him?

I can only say, "The Lord and I, well we have a history - we have a future."

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A Mother's Trust

When my daughter was 15 years old, I woke up to this question in my heart, “Where is your daughter?” I assured myself that she was in her bed, but the question kept nagging me until I searched her room.

Nothing. Her open window said it all.

I went up to my office to pray. An hour later I went to her room. She was there, pretending to be asleep, but I knew better. I confronted her.

She got up out of the bed, fully clothed, and with hands on her hips she looked me straight in the eye and said, “Mom! Doesn’t God have anything else better to do than to tell you what I’m doing?”

I told deaf ears that God loves her with an everlasting love, but unsound counsel from her peers penetrated the inner recesses of her soul. The dangers out there are real.

Today she’s 24 years old and still listening to someone else. She’s still looking for love in all the wrong places while blaming everyone else for her misery.

I make excuses, calling it bi-polar. God calls it like it is and calls it sin. A mother’s greatest pain is watching her child scream, squirm and fight under the thumb of God.

It’s not survival of the fittest, but survival of the right.

She’s been taught the truth. I know He pursues her and until she stops, looks and listens to Him she will bear the scars of her sin. Lies, deception and half-truths are the chains that tie her down and make her unhappy.

She calls me from the homeless shelter. There’s no air in her room and she’s missed a meal. I want to rescue her as I’ve done so many times before, but I can’t. I can’t rescue her from herself – only God can do that. 

Sleepless nights of worry have done nothing more than fuel my troubled heart. How many times can I fix it for her before she learns there are consequences to her choices?  How many times do I beg, scream and cry for her to listen? I can’t push her into His arms. She must go there herself.

It has taken years and years, but today I no longer fight or yell, but calmly yield my daughter to Him. Someday she will turn and find Him. Someday He will capture her tears and whisper sweet words of love in her ear. On that day she will listen.

This is a mother’s trust. I trust my daughter to my God. I trust His love for her is stronger than anything I could ever give her.

I know whom I have believed, and am convinced that He is able to guard what I have entrusted to Him until that day. (2 Timothy 1:12b)

Everything I know has a beginning and an end. Eventually even the stars die out. But God – God never changes. He has no beginning or end. He is the Beginning and the End. He is the Alpha and the Omega.

I trust Him because I know He is a God of His Word. My trust is safe in Him. We have a history - we have a future. He holds my trust in His hands and they are very good hands. How can I fear when I know He is near?

I can’t explain it, in the trusting He gives me peace - peace in the storm. It dwells deep in the inner recesses of my soul. It is not what I see with my eyes, but what I know with my heart.

I trust one day my daughter will be His.

Then on that day when He asks me, “Do you know where your daughter is?” I will know with an assurance, “Yes Sir! She is with You.”

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He will have no fear of bad news; his heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord. His heart is secure, he will not fear; in the end he will look in triumph on his foes. (Psalm 112:7-8) 

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