Under Attack: Running to the Prince of Peace

​The thermometer I ordered off amazon makes a frantic beeping noise when it reads a fever. The alarm starts a rhythm in my heart and in my mind I hear the wicked ringing of the alert that goes off in the movie Aliens. We are under attack!
 
My thoughts always go into over-drive. What medicine should I give? When should I go to the doctor? Will there be another seizure this time?
 
It is awful. But it is teaching me to put my life in God’s hands.
 
It seems this is the struggle a great many of us have: learning to surrender our illusion of control and rest in God’s provision.
 
I know I would be insane, depressed, or addicted to something if I did not learn to give God the heavy burden of raising my girls. I love them so much and I fear that I will mess something up. Their lives are too precious to be raised by a mere human such as I.
 
Every night, I kiss Adela and Micaela on the forehead and pray. I ask God to protect them and to hold them in His great love. I tell God that I give them to Him, their lives and their futures. Only then am I able to shut off the light in their room and close the door with peace.
 
We should pray this prayer all the time. We must try not to spin the wheels of worry but acknowledge that when we have done all we can, that God is still Master of it all.
 
The other night, I got to share this with Adela. She asked me about the smoke alarms in the house and I had to explain that they were there in case we had a fire. Adela immediately became terrified and asked a dozen questions. It was right before bedtime and with large brown eyes she asked if I could sleep with her that night and if her Papa could become a fireman to save us. I chuckled but realized that all my reassurances had done little to ease her fear. I smiled and suggested we simply ask God to protect us. So we prayed together. Afterwards, Adela let out a big sigh and snuggled into her blanket. She was asleep in minutes.
 
I wonder if she felt God’s peace as I did.
 
Someday I truly hope I walk unfailing in this peace, resting in God’s goodness. It is my idea of perfect bliss. 

Life is going to attack us and the only true shelter will be found in the Prince of Peace. 
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The LORD gives strength to his people; the LORD blesses his people with peace.
Psalm 29:11, NIV 

​Have you learned to give you biggest fear or greatest worry up to God?