My Help Comes from the Lord

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Psalm 121

1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.

5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.

7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.

In a little over 10 hours, I will watch my very strong, courageous, beautiful, frightened daughter hand our precious Holden over to Dr. Leonard for heart surgery.  How she can have the strength to do that, I’ll never know.  At her age I hadn’t even married nor had children yet.  But she has learned through these short four-and-a-half years to trust the doctors that are helping her to raise Holden to be healthy and strong so that he can have a beautiful life.  And I can do nothing more than watch in awe, every one of my heartbeats aching for her pain and fear.  I cannot give her my faith.  I cannot give her my courage.  I can only be there to stand beside her and prayerfully ask God to comfort her and strengthen her…for she is so weak right now.  I watched the tears of panic come to her eyes this afternoon, for she is finding out the truth…that she cannot control everything in her child’s life.  I can remember a time when I learned that lesson.  No mother wants to learn it, but every mother has to learn it.  Our children are gifts from a heavenly Father who knows what’s best for us…and for our child.  I’m not sure how anyone can raise a child without faith in God to care for them.

Tonight I am grateful for my recent trip to the Rocky Mountains.  I saw what the Maker of heaven and earth is capable of creating.  I saw His workmanship, His majesty and His glory around every corner.  And tonight I am trusting that Maker of heaven and earth to watch over my family as we attempt to slumber…safe in His hands.  I am trusting that the Lord will keep our little Holden “from all harm” and that He will “watch over” Holden while he’s under the surgeon’s care.  And I am praying that Holden’s comings and goings both now and forevermore will be guided and protected by our loving Father.

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