The Reader of Souls

Some days it is easy to get caught in the 'Why's' of life. I wonder why someone had to die at a seemingly inopportune time, why I can hold my baby close while my friends arms ache for the warmth of a child, why people can't just forgive and move on, why there isn't an easy, sure-fire cure for cancer. I wonder why my toddler can't just go to sleep, why the sun is or isn't shining, and why my hair just doesn't want to lay right.

Some days small anxieties weigh me down. Trivial things such as housework and making a meal for my family begin to look like mountains. I begin to wonder how I will ever handle being a mom of two in the moments I struggle with the one beautiful baby God has given me. Satan loves taking me down these rabbit trails. He loves to make other's lives look picture perfect to me. He loves it when I begin to compare myself to that unrealistic vision I have of them. He loves it when I worry about today, and loves it even more when I worry about tomorrow.

The last few days God has been reminding me that as His child it is my privilege to rest in his providence. He is in control. That's all I need to know. The rest of the questions and the anxieties I face don't really matter as long as I have faith in Him.

He offers each of us peace in the midst of the wondering. He offers to carry the questions and worries we have for tomorrow, next week, and next year. He knows our thoughts and our anxieties, even when we can't put them into words. As our Creator, he can read our souls when we as humans cannot.

This week as Satan brings me doubts and fears, I want him to be defeated when he comes against my faith in God. I want to be on guard for each little niggling thought that he could use to steer me away from this wonderful peace that God so lovingly gives me when I but trust the future to Him.