“I’ve learned to let go and let God…”
How many times have I heard that: let go and let God? But last night those simple words rescued me.
A couple of months ago one of my precious blog-friend, Nita J, asked for prayer in her Facebook status for a friend of hers, Sarah, who’d just given birth at twenty-something weeks. Sarah’s tiny boy captured my heart immediately. Over the past 2 months Baby Evan has been through so many things. Day after day after day, through all the ups and downs Sarah posts updates on Facebook and I’m always amazed at her humility, strength and faith.
Evan’s been doing really well of late. Yesterday Sara asked for prayer for Evan’s eyes. He’s having laser surgery today (Friday September 3, 2010) and will most likely keep his direct vision while losing his peripheral vision. My heart sank as I read, my mind already forming a prayer. Then I saw the last line…
“please pray…at this point I’ve learned to let go and let God.”
Sarah’s long journey and her strong trust amazed me.
At bed time, I lay awake with thoughts about Emma and her possible early delivery. The thoughts spiraled and very quickly created a storm of worry and fear. Saying a prayer for Em and Baby Lucy, instantly my mind shifted and thoughts about my son Timothy who’s in a difficult season in his life, started the storm of worry all over again. More prayers. But just as I finished praying for Timothy, near panic for Emma and Lucy crashed through me. Back and forth this went on for so long.
But at some point in this ridiculous cycle I remembered Sarah’s words…
I’ve learned to let go and let God…
I don’t care how often I’ve heard it, at that moment I grabbed onto the hope and the trust behind that little saying and held on tight.
Within moments I felt myself being pulled from the storm of obsessive worry. I pictured Emma, Baby Lucy and Timothy in my God’s Hands. That picture filled my mind as I drifted off to sleep.
The next time you find yourself in a storm of worry and fear, maybe remember Sarah’s words and the beautiful trust behind them.
Oh, and would you join me in saying a prayer for Sweet Baby Evan?