Why I Trust God Enough to Contentedly Let Go and Let Glow

My heart leaps to my throat, my eyes widen, and my arms and legs assume an electricity of their own. It is a feeling I know all too well, and I blame on my mama heart. It comes when someone I love is about to do something with a possibly painful outcome. I want to yell “Stooooooooooooop!”, while running slow-mo and super-heroine-like to avert the crisis. But that’d be ridiculous because typically the calamity is only in my head. I’ve had to train myself to let go of my instincts, trust God and look away until my perception of danger settles down.

Case in point: My adult children have learned to safely dive into our shallow swimming pool, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to jump out of my skin every time I see them prepare to do it. My fear isn’t unfounded. I know people who have been paralyzed by diving accidents and just recently one of my kids chipped a tooth on the bottom of a shallow pool. (Better a tooth than a vertebra, but it reminded me that the bottom can be closer than they think!)

The scare for me doesn’t limit itself to physical stunts. It could be an important decision, a pivotal choice, or anything which potentially carries a price tag of negative consequences. But negative to whom? Do I get to decide what is ideal, and what is not, in my life or in that of someone else?

What it really comes down to is this:
Do I really trust God?

It isn’t just a matter of whether I trust Him to keep my loved ones safe. It’s much deeper than that. Do I trust God to do what is right for them? What if the plan He has for their lives includes pain? What if their biggest blessings are wrapped up in the very experience from which I frantically want to spare them? Am I content to take my eyes off them and look to Him?

“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”

Kahlil Gibran

I was pondering this, and glow sticks came to mind. Have you ever been to an outdoor, evening event where many in the crowd carry or wear them? They’re beautiful.

But the thing about glow sticks is this: they must be cracked and broken before they can shine.

Pristine from the package, glow sticks are rigid and dim. Preserved that way, they would just be sticks, never able to glow as per their intended purpose. Isn’t that also true of humans? All of my favorite people have been bent and pierced by hardship, and the resulting iridescence is the very thing that makes them so remarkable.

Do you love someone who appears to be on the brink of disaster? Are you being overbearing or beating yourself up because you can’t seem to stop it? Precious friend, do you trust God? Isn’t it time we lift our eyes from the weighty to the mighty? Let me encourage you to join me today – let’s put those we love into the hands of the One who loved them first and loves them best. It’s time we let go and let glow!

“Life becomes inspiring, not in spite of the problems and the hard hits, but because of them.”

Joni Eareckson Tada

2 replies on “Why I Trust God Enough to Contentedly Let Go and Let Glow”

This is such a beautiful read! It’s also a message I need to hear at this moment because I’m drowning in fear of losing control … it’s being unable to ensure that nothing bad happens to my loved ones that is worrying, because all I can do is trust that He will care for them. Such a simple thing we all need to do, but very difficult to put into practice!

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So true! I find myself thinking it would be easier to “let Go” if I only knew God would handle things the way I want. Lol- I know how silly that sounds… of course if He did things the way I want, I could be God. That isn’t at all what I want! I want a God who sees more clearly, knows infinitely more, and is in every way superior to me. And that means He will do things differently than I would and I need to remember what a great thing that is!

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