Exhibit 1: Song by Plumb
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lklVOT6U
The QUESTION:
I have wrestled with God for several months over this question: Will He keep me safe if I let go and trust Him? Will He keep my children safe if I give them to Him?
This wrestling match, followed a series of events in which I had a revelation that He is my Father, and I am His daughter. I realized that I had been striving to be independent and take care of myself and my children. I have learned to ask Father specific questions, and He gives specific answers. He’s a good Father and will not withhold any good thing from us and wants to see us prosper. He wants to free us of our chains. He wants to give us purpose and identity beyond our wildest dreams. I asked God one Saturday in a local restaurant, where I was sneaking a quiet moment, “Will you protect me and my family?”
Lesson 1:
What I noticed is that he answered the question not yes or no, but led me through a series of memories where I had turned my back on God and was making self-destructive choices in my youth. He brought to mind very specific incidents in which He sent people in my life to care for me. I was blown away by the realization of His tenderness and concern for me at that time. Throughout the next 2-3 weeks, Father gave me real life examples of how His ways are not my ways, in the area of protection.
When I was reflecting on the things Father shared willingly with me later that day, He helped me realize the next answer to that question that I received.
God did not spare his son, but gave him freely for us so that we would inherit eternal life.
Romans 8:32 (New International Version)
32He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?
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Jeremiah 29:11 (New International Version)
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Pasted from <http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=30&chapter=29&verse=11&version=31&context=verse>
Lesson 2:
The next week, we went on vacation, and there were several times I could see how our family could be considered in danger or ensnared in some way, yet God provided a way out. We had the opportunity to trust in his provision of strength and courage instead of fearing, and He delivered us from “bullies of life.”
On the way home from that trip, my husband and I listened to a sermon about the “Mother Heart of God” by Jack Frost at Shiloh Place ministries. He told the following story which reminded us of a way in the past he protected our family. The story went as follows.
(edited by Gabrielle)
God is in the Rain
This story is about a little baby named Sarah Jane, born premature in 1991. Weighing 1 lb and being only 12 inches long, she was transferred into NICU. The doctors refrained the parents from holding her, explaining that touching her would only bring little Sarah Jane more pain. Instead, the mother sat by her bassinet, singing to her and talking smoothly to her. The doctor on duty came by and told the mother she was doing no good for her baby’s recovery, that she should do something more useful with her time.
The mother and father left the hospital angry and deeply hurt. The father felt hopeless, as if nothing could be done, just like the doctor had said. But Sarah Jane’s mother did not back down. She began to pray. She asked the Father to hold Sarah Jane in his arms, since she was unable. She asked the Father to heal her.
And He did.
Sarah Jane baffled the doctors, recovering beautifully. She was healed by the grace of God.
The doctors weren’t finished yet. They told her parents she would be mentally retarded, that she would be ‘wrong’ in so many other different aspects.
God healed her in every way, just because her mother prayed and believed in the outcome.
Several years later, Sarah Jane was playing outside when it began to rain. Running into the house, she exclaimed,
“It smells like Him! It smells like Him! I haven’t smelt him in so long, but that’s what He smells like!”
Puzzled, her mother asked her what she was talking about.
“God, Momma. The rain outside smells like God.”
My husband was brought to tears as we listened to this story, and because I never saw my husband cry like that, I just waited, and held his hand. He had been touched by the story, but was struck by the memories of our own experience with the premature birth of our first child and then later when our son was 3 months old, another hospitalization. He described how he felt so helpless to help him at that time. I was convicted and saddened that we had tried to do it on our own instead of purposely and consciously asking God to nurture him while we couldn’t. We did the best we could, staying at the hospitals more than the staff wanted us to. I was talking to God about it that night as I was lying beside our youngest (Emily). She had just gone to sleep, and I asked God to talk to me about our experiences with Eli. I immediately started seeing scenes replayed of my husband and I frantically doing the best things we could think to do, researching, asking tons of questions, worrying, crying, and in the corner of the room there were hands stretched out as if to receive a baby and hold him. I immediately knew that it was God’s hands in my vision. I realized what had happened. We, being responsible, good, and loving parents tried to do everything we could. God said to me after that vision, “I gave him (Eli) to you, so that you would give him back to me.” I went to both rooms and prayed over the children giving them to God for His purposes and His protection, and asked Him to allow me to show His love through me to them.
Lesson 3:
The next week, as I am still processing the other incidents I testified above, I had another real life illustration of HIS ways vs. my ways.
Journal entry: Our youngest child Emily was in danger and in pain last night, and what was disturbing about the whole incident is that I didn’t even know it for a while because she only says a few words (as she is 17 months old). She began crying just before I put her in the shower with me (that’s our quick bath approach). I picked her up and just held her with the water on her back, swaying, trying to calm her down. She looked at me and whined, saying, “hurt, hurt,” a word she just learned that day. I thought she was saying “hot” so I turned the temperature of the water cooler. Then I realized she was saying “hurt” so I turned it even cooler. Then she continued to say “hurt, ” so I thought, “Aww. Poor baby. Her teeth are hurting.” I washed her and then held her for a while and she stopped crying but rested her head on my chest while she was still in pain. We got out of the shower and my husband dried her off when he discovered that her foot was bleeding! When we further inspected it there was a very small shard of glass lodged in between her toes. I had dropped a glass on the floor several days prior that shattered, and I worked hard to get up all the pieces but I must have missed one. It was very difficult to get out, and very physically painful and traumatic for her because she couldn’t understand why we had to restrain her and “hurt” her further. We had to take breaks a couple times for our own sanity (because it was difficult for us, emotionally). We would hold her and calm her during those breaks and go back to trying to get a very small shard of glass from between her small toes. After it was over with and she was safe, her daddy held her in his arms for a good while and that’s where she wanted to be to recover from the ordeal.
Several things occurred to me after the whole incident.
1) We being earthly parents had no idea that she had been hurt, what hurt her, or that anything needed to be done.
2) Being earthly parents, we sometimes inadvertently ensnare or endanger our children with mistakes in parenting and give the enemy a platform for his lies.
3) God, knowing all things, and seeing us as children always, even though we are parents, knows when we are ensnared or hurting and He holds us to Him and helps us calm down in His safe bosom. If we attempt to provide a safe place for our children to hurt in our natural, earthly forms, how much more will Father provide a safe place for us to hurt and recover from our wounds
4) Sometimes as parents, our children are hurting, and we have no idea how to help them. God is holding US and THEM while we are trying to figure it out. He knows what they need.
5) Holy Spirit within us, knows our needs and can communicate them to the Father, even if we like Emily are limited in our ability to articulate our needs, so that we are not left alone even if we don’t know how to ask for help.
Romans 8:26 (New International Version)
26In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express.
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Matthew 6:25-26
25″Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
Pasted from <http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&chapter=6&version=31>
In conclusion:
Because we are God’s children, and never really adults in His eyes, we can be assurred that God will HOLD our children just as He holds us in His Hands. Our spirit takes precendent over the body, although God is still concerned for our physical needs, safety, and health (just as we are concerned for our own children).
You see God starts our lives with a picture of who He created us to be, without sin, without painful events that change the course of love, without devastating consequences we have as a result of our own mistakes, and He keeps that picture of our TRUE identity throughout time. Our choice, our control, and perogative to choose to worship him is so important that even though He could straighten out this world in a breath, He chooses not to do so, so that we might freely give Him our love and our hearts. We are able to choose to end our orphaned states and enter into a sonship or daughterhood that predated our physical existence before the foundation of time. Because of this dream that God has about who He has already created us to be as individuals and that we may or may not choose His way and to love Him, how much can God empathize with us when we nervously watch our children grow into more and more perilous levels of freedom and responsibility? He knew exactly what was going to happen throughout Jesus lifespan, but He willingly sent Him for us. Each one of us who have given our lives AND HEARTS to God have a position in His eyes equal to Jesus. When we watch our children become hurt by the bullies of this world, whether they be sickness, trauma, careless mistakes, willful rebellion, dashed dreams, we mourn that they are held back by those hindrances. We attempt to figure out how to care for them, how to reach them and convince them to go a different way. If we are not even close to being perfect parents, HOW MUCH MORE DOES FATHER FEEL for us regarding the BULLIES WE FACE? How is He trying to reach you right now?
Psalm 139
1 O LORD, you have searched me and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.
5You hem me in— behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
7Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
11If I say, Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
13For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
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My Answer: God won btw….
He protects us in a larger sense. He might not always spare us pain, even our life, but He is there to give us purpose, comfort, and destiny beyond our wildest dreams.