Inside: I have an issue with control. I don’t always feel like God has thought through the problem. He might be missing something. However, I’m ready to give up my control freak membership to God.
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When I was a child, we had the first Nintendo game system. The controller had a few buttons on it, and the simplicity made it easy to play the games. Fast-forward to now, and my son’s Xbox One controller is pretty elaborate. It has lots of buttons, and it also interacts with the T.V. –depending on where he is sitting.
As I looked through Wikipedia to see the progression of controllers, I was amazed at how the designs have changed. Simple and plain to elaborate. Less control to more control and interaction with the video games.
It’s a fact, we like to be in control. When things are going well, we feel less stressed. We like the greatest amount of control we can have.
We want to hold on to the controller and direct life the way we see it.
According to Sheila Wray Gregoire from To Love, Honor and Vacuum.com, “A women’s biggest fear is that she’s going to lose those things that she loves most.”
Is this why we like everything just so? The ribbon-tying up everything nice and pretty?
Is this your biggest fear? God will take something we hold dear, or somehow He will do something we won’t agree with?
After the birth of my fifth child, we struggled with multiple issues: tongue and lip tie, mastitis, twisted tailbone, and a few more problems. I felt robbed of the recovery period with my new baby because of all these issues. I couldn’t understand how God could bless me with this gift, but then leave me trying to fix all of this. Boy, did my anxiety escalate!
When everything was crumbling, I tried to fix it all back up. I couldn’t accept it. I ran myself ragged instead of opening my hands and giving it to God.
Clenched fists of control cause anxiety, open hands herald healing.
I have an issue with control. I don’t always feel like God has thought through the problem. He might be missing something, or it won’t end the way I want it to. I’ve been trying to run the show instead of walking in faith.
After the Israelites left slavery in Egypt, they lived in the wilderness. Oh, how they complained about the living arrangements! Many times they grumbled it would be better to go back to slavery than to be in the wilderness.
About a month after leaving Egypt, they ran out of food. But God had it covered.
11 Then the Lord said to Moses, 12 “I have heard the Israelites’ complaints. Now tell them, ‘In the evening you will have meat to eat, and in the morning you will have all the bread you want. Then you will know that I am the Lord your God.’”
They found food right outside their tents that had come from the sky and landed on the ground. Every night and every morning. The only caveat was to get what they needed and leave the rest. No armfuls and no hoarding.
The Israelites had to trust that God would provide daily. The food was more than just for their bodies, it was also food for their faith. Everyone needed to depend on God and trust that He kept His word.
What I learn from this particular story is God had it all worked out. He provided food even to the Israelites– who continued to complain, grumble, and wish they could control the situation, and get themselves back to Egypt.
Oops! Why do I make God smaller in my mind?
I forget that God not only has it worked out, but He can see future events so much clearer than I. He can see the lessons I will learn, and the person I’m supposed to be.
Isn’t this music to the ears in times of anxious feelings? He’s got it all planned for my good, and the end stops with Him in heaven.
(Psalm 121:8, NLT). The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go,
both now and forever.