Posted by penelopepowell on January 9, 2017
I hate feeling helpless. Unsure. Not knowing what to do, or say, especially when it comes to those I love.
We spend the better part of our lives making decisions for ourselves, and those dependent on us. We search for the best home, job, or school, believing it sets the tone for how we live. We endeavor to make good friends, and establish relationships, knowing people influence who we are, and who we become. But the truth is there is significantly little under our control. There are no guarantees except with God.
Sounds pessimistic? Maybe.
But when plans get derailed, which is pretty often—or people get hurt—both tend to keep me up at night. It usually drives me to my knees in the mornings, which is the best place. Unfortunately, I don’t always start there. If you’re like me, sometimes, we have to be put in a position of feeling there is no way out before we turn to God.
There a story in the Bible about a king named Jehoshaphat. A great army came against him during his reign in Jerusalem. So great was the army, he knew he could not win. He had no way out. When he prayed to God for help he said, “We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on you.” (2 Chronicles 20:12c)
It’s good advice when we don’t know what to do.
Sometimes, I have to be cornered first, but eventually I turn, knowing God is my best and sometimes only hope. Control is really beyond our reach. A deceptive mirage. But God, He holds the stars.