When I Can’t See

My son was finishing up his lunch and made the all-done sign.  I helped him down from the table and he took a big drink of water.  It looked like it was close to needing a refill, so I took the cup from him and told him I was getting him more.

At this point, I felt myself tensing in anticipation of the crying that would surely start.  Every time I would take his drink, even though I was only a few feet from him filling his cup- and even though I always gave it right back to him- he would start crying these huge crocodile tears.

But today, not one tear fell.

He watched me patiently as I filled his cup and held arms outstretched to take it back from me.

And God spoke.

Through the learned trust of my child.

When he was younger, he didn’t understand that I would return his cup to him.

My son has seen the consistency of my character.

He knows (believes) that I will return the cup.

I will provide the water that he needs.

In so many ways this mirrors my journey with God.

How much more has God proven His Love for me?

There are many times when I can’t see what He’s doing.

Pr. 20:24- All our steps are ordered by the Lord; how then can we understand our own ways?

How many times does God have to be faithful before I trust- before I see?

How our perspective changes when we consider God looking at us the way we pray our children see us- we want them to trust our love, our commitment, our faithfulness, our devotion.

How much more does God long for us to believe in Him?

To say thank you even before I see His provincial hand?

For me to grow beyond my knee jerk reaction of skepticism- and choose hope- anticipation- FAITH.

Can I believe in the goodness of God-that shed his Son’s blood for me?

Am I willing to rest peacefully and just watch– like my son?

His utter tranquility in that moment that used to bring tears and a face clenched in anguish…

Can I move from my own fear and doubts into quiet rest?

No matter what my circumstances are or will be-can I let God be all?

Everything I need.

When I can’t see Lord, may I rest in thee.

God, my Father.  Every day I am amazed at how you use motherhood to teach me about You.  To show me how you long to love me- to free me and offer me peace.  You call me to trust- to believe in your goodness- even when I can’t see and I don’t understand.  I want to live- NOT just give you lip service- but expressing my faith in action.  To change – to truly let you in- in some ways I feel like I don’t know how.  But I want to- I open my life to you- my heart to you.  Work the change in me- grow faith in my life.  I want to love and adore your Truth- to be teachable and eager to learn from you today.  By the power of your Holy Spirit and through the blood of your Son- I pray all these things.  In Jesus Name, Amen.




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8 Responses to When I Can’t See

  1. Christina says:

    So many good questions here. I so often fail to trust like a child. I doubt, question, and worry. But He always provides and always loves. He’s proven himself over and over. Such a good post and gives me much to think over. Thanks so much!

  2. Eileen says:

    What a beautiful analogy. Trusting God is a journey. We learn, little by little, not to panic because of His faithfulness to us. Thanks for linking up today!

  3. Beautiful and so true! It really spoke to me today.

  4. Oh what a beautiful picture of our relationship with God our Father! Love the sweet trust of a child and how that taught his mama something so true about God. thanks so much for sharing at mercyinkblog.com Will be including your post in tomorrow’s features :)

    • Rachel says:

      Lauren- I love how God uses my children daily to teach me about Him-thank you again for the opportunity to link up. :)

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