Was just thinking of how easy it would be to nervously check on my daughter every time she was sleeping soundly in her crib (especially after a couple days of restlessness...the silence is deafening!) but when I thought through the reason I can live with only putting my ear to the crack of her door once every night it was because I trust that God is taking care of my little girl. And this may not be a big deal but hopefully its strengthening my truscles (get it? trust//muscles??).
I pray that every parent can find some strength in letting their children be His.
A mother is a mother, no matter how old the child (as my baby boy turned 26 years old today). Knowing that God has entrusted His child to you, is a powerfully scary thought. Trusting that God is in control, that is the ticket to true and lasting peace. Peace that this world cannot give. I can always hear a little catch in Gramma's voice when I talk to her before we leave on a trip. She doesn't say it, but she has lost one daughter already and that fear still lingers with her --- even though she trusts in the Lord to deliver safely home again. So, my child, sleep well knowing that all things work together for good, for those who love the Lord. "May His holy angels be with you, that the wicked foe may have no power over you. Amen"
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