Potter Knows Best (sorry this devotion is a bit long) Isaiah 45:9 “What sorrow awaits those who argue with their Creator. Does a clay pot argue with its maker? Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying, ‘Stop, you’re doing it wrong!’ Does the pot exclaim, ‘How clumsy can you be?’ (For context: I encourage you to read all of Isaiah 45) Thanksgiving is around the corner. I love Thanksgiving! I love Christmas! For those of you who dont know me very well, I have to make a confession. I have a tendency to be a bit of a....well....control freak. Although, with the Lords help and intervention, I am learning that this is not a good way to be. Throughout the years I have been forced to relinquish certain ideas, rights, and control that I had held onto, for fear that if I gave the control to anyone else, they would just mess things up. You know that saying if you want something done right, do it yourself? Well, unfortunately I took that a little too seriously. Okay, back to Thanksgiving. This was Thanksgiving of 2009, I think. Things were surprisingly going as planned. I was expecting my family and a couple of friends over for Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings. Turkey was in the oven, mashed potatoes were done, green bean casserole ready, family on their way. One of my very close friends arrived early to help me cook. I had just finished bathing and dressing my girls. Now I parked my daughters in front of the TV so they wouldnt make a mess (just like every good mom does) and returned to kitchen to finish. My younger sister arrives and she greets my girls as she is walking in, but my 6 year old is staring into space and doesnt respond. I am in kitchen, and I hear my sister call out my daughters name several times with alarm in her voice. I run out of the kitchen to find my 6 year old having a seizure! Okay, for any mother this is SCARY!!!! This shouldnt had been as alarming for me because I lived through seizures with her older brother for years. So why did this seem like the worse day of my life? Because, my daughter was my second born, and in my eyes was nearly perfect. She was a calm and patient baby, allowing me to take care of her precious older brother who has special needs. I was waiting for the terrible twos, threes, fours with her; never happened! She is sweet, mellow, entertained herself, polite (not perfect of course) but in my eyes since I had such a rough beginning as a mom, yes, a breathe of fresh air from a long hard struggle from making sure my baby boy didnt die! With my boy, I had learned that every breath he took and every progress he made, it was the Lords doing, because what my son was going through was beyond my control. However, with my daughter, I felt like I had it goin on! I got this! No problem! Long story short (sort of), I lost it! in front of my close friend, as the paramedics were putting my daughter in the ambulance, all I could say was NO!!! NOT HER!!! THIS ISNT SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN TO HER!!! I was really saying GOD, YOU HAVE MADE A TERRIBLE MISTAKE! After the nightmare, nothing was found in my daughter, seizure was a mystery. We were driving home around 10pm, my girl, as if nothing happened, happily sitting in the back singing to a worship song playing on the radio. She asks me and her dad if we missed Thanksgiving. I asked her if she wanted thanksgiving. Of course, she said YES! Our guests were still at the house praying and waiting. I made a call to put turkey back in oven because my girl wants Thanksgiving. We had our dinner around 10:30 that night. That day I realized God has a plan and I cant mess with it and He is going to carry it out and I need to learn how to let go and let Him work. I am finally coming to terms with the fact that I dont have the control, I never did, yet exhausted myself and frustrated every one else thinking that I did. I have found a new peace in letting go. Giving God the control of everything, including my all 3 of my children, and allowing Him to steer me and my family in the direction He wants. Of course, I am a work in progress; sometimes finding my hands trying to grab the steering wheel of my life again. Thankfully God, in His mercy, gently slaps my hands back into place because He knows whats best for me and He knows whats best for you! Is there anything you need to let go of and let God do His work?
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 04:23:35 +0000
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