I’ve struggled with the fear of losing control. I used to have this crazy notion that I could control what was going on in my life. And to an extent I can. There are consequences to my choices so I know if I choose wisely, I can spare myself some of the ramifications that come from simply choosing the wrong thing. But I’m talking about the things I can’t control, especially when it pertains to decisions other people make.
For instance, my son got his license a couple of weeks ago. Letting go. I’m not very good at it. Watching him drive away from our house for the first time without either my husband or me in the car was concerning to say the least. Would he remember to put his blinker on before turning? Would he remember that oncoming traffic has the right of way when he is attempting to turn left? Would he…?
My concerns pertain to more than just driving, they pertain to every aspect of my boys’ lives. I have four of them. Are they making wise choices at school? Are they lonely? Do they have friends? Are they being friendly? Are they strong enough to say no? Are they?
At a women’s conference this past weekend, one of the speakers spoke about allowing God’s light to confront the situations in our life. ‘An unruly mind will keep you distracted.’ Which is why in Second Corinthians we are told to take every thought captive. Darkness flees from light. For there is nothing covered that will not be revealed, nor hidden that will not be known. (Luke 12:2) Everything becomes clear in the light.
In Psalm 119:130 it says, ‘the entrance of your words gives light; it gives understanding to the simple.’ Break open your words, let the light shine out, let ordinary people see the meaning.
Do you know what I can control? The light of Jesus in my life which is determined by how much time I spend with Him. So right now, in this moment, I ask Jesus to fill my home with His light. That He fill every crevice of my house. That when my children open the door to our home the shackles that bind them fall to the ground. The shackles of loneliness. The shackles of rejection. The shackles of dependence on anything other than Him. And when they walk through the doorway, I pray they experience His peace. His unconditional love. The very essence of who He is.
Intensify Your light in our home, Jesus!