What if we rewrote our story? Perhaps through the eyes of a child…
My oldest is very comfortable at home. He likes to hang out with family. He’s very shy, and isn’t a big fan of big crowds. An introvert to some degree. Since we home school, he isn’t away from home alone, very often. One evening a week, he goes to a friends’ church for a church program, without mom or dad…
What may seem so simple to some, this is a challenge for him. Now, he is excited for 6 days, then the day comes to be gone for evening church, and he gets anxious. His emotions are up and down…”I want to go…Oh gosh, I don’t know if I can do it, maybe I should stay home, will I be ok? Ok I want to go!”
I want to build him up. I want to help him grow in confidence.
It’s precious and heartbreaking for me to see, obviously because I hurt for him, but also because I know these insecurities all too well.
My insecurities aren’t in the same context however. I’m quite the opposite; a social butterfly if you will. You say go, I say where. But on the inside, I am often filled with fear…in other areas. My confidence perhaps, or simply my weakness and brokenness before Christ.
Am I really giving this to God?
How am I going to handle all that’s on my plate today?
How do others seem to have it all together?
Does God hear my cry?
Lord, I’m sorry for losing my temper. Will I ever change?
Oh, how I long to be closer to Christ…
When it’s time for my son to leave, we have found some ways to help him feel safe, secure. We have found that by drawing a cross and a heart on the inside of his wrist, he changes his thinking. He is reminded that God is always there (by the cross), always with him. The heart reminds him how much mommy and daddy love him.
Can I tell you how those two small symbols have changed my little guy so much? He will still have a change in emotions throughout the day, however he remembers the cross and love, and he has peace.
Children are a blessing from the Lord, and in so many ways. Oh, how we can learn from our children!
What if we rewrote our own story, and through the eyes of a child? We have the cross. The reminder. The love of Christ, our Heavenly Father. And doesn’t that awaken us?
As I look at my own insecurities, my own fears, I am reminded of the cross. What a peace that brings. By this reminder, I can rewrite my own story. While I look at some of my fears, they are so minute when looking at the full picture of Christ plans for us. But that doesn’t lessen them to me, or lessen them in the moment. How many of you can relate? But what I have found, is I too, can change my thinking, my heart. Instead of questioning out of fear, I speak truth. I hand it over to Christ. I sit in the stillness of our Heavenly Father, and breathe in His truth from the Word.
I give this to God. Romans 12:2 Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.
I can do all things through Him. Phil 4:13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Comparison is the thief of joy. Galatians 6:4-5 Each one should test their own actions. Then they can take pride in themselves alone, without comparing themselves to someone else.
The Lord hears me. Deuteronomy 31:6 Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.
I am forgiven. Psalm 103:8 I follow the example of the Lord, who is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and plenteous in mercy and loving-kindness.
He is in my heart; I seek Him in all I do. I am growing and becoming strong in spirit, filled with wisdom; and the grace of God is upon me.
I am so broken. Without the Grace of God, I am nothing.
I will always seek Him. I will always need Him.
I will always be thankful for Him.
How can you rewrite your own story? And how can we do that through the eyes of an innocent child? Simplified. Genuine. Loving. Honest.
Just last night, my son went to his church class. When he got home, I asked about his evening, and I asked about his cross and heart. He said he didn’t even have to look at it, because he already knows God is in his heart, and he feels Him there. Simplified. Genuine. Loving. Honest.
I encourage you today, to think about your thoughts. How can we turn those to Christ, and how can we speak truth instead of fear?