In His Hands, Reflections
For my old school friends, do you remember hearing the phrase “ I brought you in this world and I’ll take you out”. Now, while I’m definitely not endorsing this as a form of parenting. I believe the phrase itself was supposed to induce fear upon its hearer and possibly curb any rebellious behavior being exhibited. Recently during an unrelated conversation with my son, he shared that he fears the wolves and foxes that populate my mom’s area where we often visit. He asked me if I thought they would ever attack him while he was outside playing; essentially “take him out”. I shared that I had lived in that area all of my childhood and rarely if ever saw them. I could, however hear their distant howls every so often. And occasionally saw the lost battle of one crossing a busy interstate.
“Besides” I said, “Only God determines when your life in the flesh is finished, not a rogue animal or an angry parent”
My goal was to allay his fears and reinforce that God is in control of his very breath. For some reason that conversation left me feeling uneasy. Sadly, millions of children have suffered at the hands of an angry parent and sometimes animals do go rogue and kill.
Like my son, I have feared many things, especially after the births of my children. My fears concerning their safety escalated; almost to the point of becoming a stronghold over me. As I looked into his handsome troubled eyes I struggled to come up with a better answer for him and myself. I didn’t want to just give him a few platitudes and send him on his merry way. So, I told him we would continue the conversation after some prayer time. I went to my room and cracked open my bible and …okay let me not lie. I opened the bible app on my tablet and began reading (gotta admit, it sounded nostalgic for a few brief seconds). Anyhoo, I stumbled across 2 Thessalonians chapter 3:3
But the Lord is faithful, and he will strengthen you and protect you from the evil one.
That portion of scripture leapt off the page and into my consciousness. I’ve read it many times before but today it blazed across my soul. Chapter 3 is beautiful in and of itself promising that God will protect his children from evil, but, what about wild rabid foxes? This question may be a long stretch for us as adults but, in the mind of a young boy, very valid.
And as for me, a worried mother, will He truly protect my babies from car accidents, food poisoning, the monkey bars and predators. I was injured by all of these. Can I count on God not to let ANYTHING happen to my babies? I know I don’t have to tell you the answer because you already know what I’m alluding to, but just in case there’s any doubt the answer is …not so complicated if you’ll keep reading. We will all experience hardships and hurts and eventually death itself. That’s Life! What I finally know for sure is that God holds our everything in his hands. It all has a purpose: to teach us and grow us closer to him. Yes, even sickness and death. But our life, the part of us that is spirit will never be lost, hurt or destroyed if we stay in his hands.
Not a one of us will be forsaken I know the more I trust in His faithfulness, the less I will be held captive to fear. That’s what I’m going to teach my son (along with the scripture in 2Thess.)
Life is well beyond what we experience in the flesh. Real life is the eternal DNA of Christ in us. And in Jesus we live and move and have our being. The evil one in all forms: cancer, fear, rogue animals, molestation and the like cannot penetrate and destroy Gods protective hold on my son or me, or any of us if we remain in Christ. Our lives are held in the hands of the Most High and we are safe.
The name of the LORD is a fortified tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.