Out Of Control

Granddaughter-Hannah came for lunch yesterday. She told us about her trip to Spain. She had an opportunity to work for a few weeks in an international school in Seville. She described her experiences…

The little girl that I remember totally dependent on her parents, is now grown up, making decisions for herself. Next year she’ll be applying for teaching jobs…

Yesterday was Fathers’ Day. Two young men whom I knew as young boys, as teenagers, this year are first-time fathers. Their parents loved, disciplined, guided, supported them. Now they’re men, making decisions for themselves, taking on huge responsibilities.

We did it; now our children’s generation are seeing their children become increasingly independent – out of their control.

Our friend Andrea was invited to attend the Royal Windsor Flower show. She created a flower arrangement and entered it in a competition. Their social media site posted:

‘Huge congratulations to Andrea Langner who won The Posy for His Majesty The King at the 118th Royal Windsor Flower Show. This is an historic event and the posy is take to sit on The King’s breakfast table the morning following the Royal Windsor Flower Show.’

Having entered the competition the result was then in the hands of the judges – out of her control. Ensuring that her posy was on The King’s breakfast table was certainly out of her control.

This morning I read Isaiah 26. I recognise verse 3: ‘You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you.’

I recall the old King James version from my childhood: ‘Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee.’

I read on. The rest of the chapter is unfamiliar… ‘ Lord, you establish peace for us; all that we have accomplished you have done for us.’ (10)

This morning I’m musing… how I like to be in control… how much of life is out of my control… that faith is about acknowledging that God is in control.