tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566358421205968817.post4858507551480082421..comments2023-04-15T06:12:47.857-05:00Comments on In the Hands of the Lord: Will This Be It?Our Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295964980774800599noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566358421205968817.post-47194882676708866472009-11-16T09:08:55.844-06:002009-11-16T09:08:55.844-06:00I know how scary this time was for me. No matter h...I know how scary this time was for me. No matter how much faith we have, the unknown can be frightening.<br /><br />I've only shared this story with family, but I want to share it with you. A few weeks before we traveled to Cheeky, I was filled with so much fear and dread, I was ready to back out and say, "forget it." I didn't want to leave my kids while I traveled half way around the world. I was scared that Cheeky would be a monster child or that she'd be so developmentally delayed, I would spend the rest of my life caring for her needs. I was afraid that bringing home another child would ruin the family we already had.<br /><br />I lay in bed one night, wide awake while my husband slept peacefully, and I was so anxious, I felt physically ill (which is not like me). Finally, I did what I should have before, and I prayed. "Lord, I am so scared. I don't know what is coming, and I'm not sure I can handle it, and what if I can't mother this little blond-haired, visually impaired kid? What if I make things worse for her and make things miserable for my other kids?"<br /><br />And this is the weird part and is why I don't share this often. In the midst of pouring out my fears, I had a sudden sense of peace. My eyes were closed, and I saw the most vivid image of the world floating in black space, and I had a sense of God holding it all up, His hands surrounding the globe. Something in my soul responded to that image, and it was as God were audibly saying, "I hold the entire world in My hands. Do you think I can't hold your life in them, too?"<br /><br />To this day, thinking about that moment gives me chills. I'm a pragmatic kind of gal, not given to looking at dreams and visions as signs from God, but I can't deny what happened that night or the peace it gave me.<br /><br />When you get nervous, I hope you'll think about our tiny earth floating in space, God's hands wrapped firmly around it. He created it all. Even the path you are on. May you find peace in that.Shirlee McCoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10662958794531584917noreply@blogger.com