His….not mine

Wednesday night was supposed to be an evening of fun.  Instead, I spent most of the time feeling very fearful.

We were at the “Harvest of Hope” at our church.  My fear did not come from the costumes that the children were wearing.  Matter of fact, there were a lot of fun and enjoyable things going on all around me.  Things like inflatables, cotton candy, popcorn, snow cones, live music, hot dogs, candy………you get the idea.

But in the midst of all of this, my Leah passed out.  She told me that she didn’t feel well.  Said she thought her sugar was dropping.  At a place where sugar was in abundance.  The irony!  As I was walking with her to a table so that I could get her some lemonade and food, she went down.  Everything became a blur to me as my baby girl — yep, at almost 10, she is still my baby — went to the ground.

That’s when God stepped in.

Immediately there were friends who are medically trained — an EMT, a nurse, a nursing student — right by my side.  And friends who knew that this mama would need support.  My husband carried her inside and the nurse went to work.  He made her a cup of sugar water and she began to rally.  After that, there was orange juice, candy, cotton candy, a hot dog, and ultimately a PB & J sandwich.  She came around and was feeling better pretty quickly.  It was recommended that we take her to the doctor, as a precaution.  Thankfully, when we saw the doctor yesterday, he said that it is likely an isolated event based on circumstances.

In the midst of all of this, I was praying.  Little prayers but prayers the same.  Asking the Lord to protect her.  Asking Him to allow this to be a minor thing.  Asking Him to keep her from an illness that would majorly effect her entire life.

After she was in bed that night, I laid down exhausted physically and emotionally.  I began to pray and He reminded me that she is His.

My prayer changed.

When we realize that our children and even we, ourselves, belong to Him everything can be viewed differently.  He has plans for us (Jeremiah 29:11).  He knows our thoughts (Psalm 94:11). He knows the secrets of our hearts (Psalm 44:21).  He knows what we need before we ask (Matthew 6:8). He knows our heart (Luke 16:18).

How does He know?  Because as it is said in 2 Timothy 2:19, …”The Lord knows those who are his,”…

Aren’t you glad that He knows us?  That He wants us?  That He desires to have a relationship with us?  That we also know Him?

I pray that I always remember that I, and my children, belong to Him.

Joy to You!



6 thoughts on “His….not mine

  1. oh sweet friend — I can only imagine how scary that must have been for you. But you are right — every good and perfect gift is from Him — even our children. I try to remind myself of that, too, especially on the hardest days, when fear could truly take over. Thanks for this reminder today. Love you!


  2. Robin, I hope Leah, and you, are feeling much better! How frightening!
    Thank you so much for sharing this beautiful blog. You are a fantastic writer and your gentle spirit comes through in every word. You are a blessing!


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