Tonight as we were driving home from a birthday party, we passed a familiar property. Aaron stopped the car in the middle of the road and began to back up.
"What are you doing?" I asked, alarmed. I scanned the road behind us and saw that it was clear. Breathing a sigh of relief, I turned my attention back to Aaron.
"Look," he said, angling his head toward the window.
"No!" I gasped. A heap of rubbish littered the lawn of where a beautiful old mansion stood just days before. "That was supposed to be our house! Our grandchildren were going to visit us there!"
Aaron shook his head and laughed. We could never afford such a place, and clearly, it would have required so much work to renovate, someone thought it better to simply have it demolished. Owning it was just a pipe dream, but it made me sad nonetheless.
"What? What's going on?" Parker asked anxiously from the backseat.
"Oh nothing, honey. They just tore down that old house."
"But why?" he asked, bottom lip quivering.
Aaron shot me a look. The why-did-you-have-to-be-so-dramatic, great-now-he's really-upset look.
"Parker, mommy was just joking. We weren't really going to live there. It was unsafe, so they had to tear it down."
He sat back relieved. I did, too. Whew!
Parker is such a sensitive little guy sometimes. He worries about a lot of things. Is his hair sticking up or down, what if he doesn't choose the absolute best toy at the Dollar Tree, what if he accidentally walked in on someone using the bathroom, etc. He gets upset if he sees cartoon characters get bullied.
While I appreciate his sensitivity, especially when it comes to the treatment of other children, at times, I find myself worrying about him. Is his skin thick enough? Will he be bullied? Will he have trouble with anxiety?
In answer to my concerns, God gave me the perfect Bible verse tonight. While I recognized the reference, the verse seemed brand new to me this evening. I was reading in the Message version (not the NIV which I usually read), and the words just leapt off the page.
First let me share the NIV verse: 1 Peter 5:7 Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.
Now here is the Message version:
Live carefree before God; he is most careful with you.What joy is summed up in that little verse! First, I can live carefree before God. Carefree. The word conjures up images of Maddie jumping and twirling around in the sunshine, of Parker stooping to watch a line of ants march across the driveway.
I live before God. He is watching me, interacting with me. He is very interested in my little life.
God is most careful with me. I picture this gigantic, powerful, creator God cradling me in the palm of His enormous hand, lifting me to His eye-level, and smiling. With hands that were strong enough to mould the mountain, he ever so gently knitted me together in my mother's womb.
"Most careful" describes the way a parent cradles a soft, helpless, precious baby. I remember dressing Jack for the very first time in the hospital. Knowing just how sensitive his skin must feel and how frail his little arms and legs were, I was most careful as I gently guided his arms and legs into his clothing. How comforting to think of my big God handling me in the same manner!
The best part is knowing that God's love and care extends to everyone. He's got us all covered. I don't need to worry about Parker. God will be most careful with Parker, too. He will invite Parker to live a carefree life, in His presence. I can't wait for the morning when I can share this powerful little verse with my sweet little boy!