The Mom, the Nag, the Great
You should probably know that I am a control-freak. I marry a plan, romanticize the details, and often forget who is really in charge. (Spoiler alert) He always shows up, though.
We have three daughters. Getting them out on time requires a substantial amount of encouragement (nagging) and as much as I try not to- some loud voices. After a grab-and-go breakfast Mother's Day morning, we got to the Metro station with 45 minutes until the service at National Community Church began. Navigating the fares and cards/red line vs. blue line took longer than expected and my heart rate was rising.
Pat and I often use breath prayers (a strong parenting tactic, by the way) and mine that morning was, "Get us there on time, Lord." My intent was to expose my family to the electricity of that church which was the Holy Spirit filling the atmosphere. However, being late would NOT get them the full effect! We had established that getting to Union Station and walking to NCC from there was fastest. That was SO WRONG!
"get us there on time, Lord."
- heart rate rising-
Once we got to Union Station and mapped the walk to NCC, we would arrive at 11:00 for the 10:30 service.
"get us there on time, Lord."
- heart rate rising further-
We jumped in a cab and arrived with three minutes to spare! "thank you, Lord."
As we pulled up, Joel Schmidgall, the campus pastor, was standing at the curb, smiling. I rushed out with my family in tow and introduced them to the calm, peaceful man. He was chatty and put us all immediately at ease. Church was set to start. He was a gracious host.
As we settled in and sang worship to our Lord and Savior, I heard Holy Spirit explain, "Had you been any earlier or later you would not have gotten to meet Pastor Joel. Have faith. Relax." You see, Pastor Joel is a powerful preacher, and happens to be the brother-in-law of Mark Batterson- who has impacted my family's walk in faith.
Relax! Oh how I needed that reminder: Relax, have faith.
Psalm 131:2 says:
But I have calmed and quieted myself,
I am like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child I am content.
Before we can truly be content, we must calm and quiet ourselves before the Lord. We must relax.
He is with us. Too often we busy ourselves with the perfect plans. Writing ourselves into a script not meant for us, and never getting quiet enough to hear His plan. We stress and worry when it's not going our way, missing the beauty in the details of His path for us. Trying to re-route when we need to re-lax. Do you struggle with this? I know I do, and while I am going to work on relaxing, I am so grateful that His mercies are new each morning. We are blessed by His amazing grace.
Father, I struggle. So often I cling to control and forget that it is you who guides my steps. Forgive me for this. Help me, Lord, to calm and quiet myself, to listen to your promptings, to relax and enjoy the details in the journey. I praise you, Lord, and I thank you for the grace you extend to me each time I try to chart my own course. Your word tells me that you already know the plans you have for me. Renew my faith as I trust in this promise.
In Jesus' name, Amen.