I got up early that morning with a 7 month old baby. The news coverage was horrifying. I saw debris falling and smoke rising from the twin towering buildings and my heart sank. I could hardly breathe. My cousin called, worried because he knew I was scheduled to fly that day… home to NC for a visit with my baby. We lived in CA at the time, and it was around 6:30 a.m. The news repeated the events from a few moments previous and covered the remaining events as they unfolded in the minutes and hours to come.
My imagination ran wild with what ifs… all the things that could go wrong if I followed through with traveling. My flight was cancelled and rescheduled for a few days following. I remember the fear… I shared this fear with the majority of Americans. What if this happens to me?
Fear crippling, I remember hearing the voice inside me. He reminded, “Do not fear, I am with you… When all is chaos, I am here… I Am… Trust me.” The voice reminded, “Trust in Me with all that you are. Don’t lean on your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge Me and I will make your paths straight.” The same One continued cheering me onward, “Be strong and courageous. Don’t be anxious or afraid (Rivera), for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go!”
Peace overwhelmed. I could move. I could even rejoice, and sigh deep relief. He’s in control.
I remember having some of those same feelings and hearing the same voice whisper similar messages when I was a nurse. Try and try as we might to save…. in crisis… the code blue alarms would sound… death would come knocking. The only One who could truly save was God Himself.. the Giver of Life… the One who had defeated death. As quickly as I would become anxious…attempting to save with my hands, our hands, a whole team of human hands… He would remind and calm. “Peace be with you, here I Am.”
The world has been reminded. Tears stream down and we Americans refuse to forget. I refuse to forget… His peace and promise to be in control, even in crisis, and to never leave.
He gives and takes away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.
Our response to chaos reflects our worship of Him in the mundane. What are we doing with Jesus on the ordinary days? Whatever the answer, it will surface on those days of crisis.
Let us cultivate hearts of true worship by giving thanks… always.
My heart says Thank You for…
my own quiet space
the privilege of being born in America
hearing my children pray
his hand resting on mine
smell of fresh paint in my quiet space
weekend with my man in Charleston, SC
dinner by candlelight
the smell of salt water
breakfast with a view on the veranda
listening to my children talk about their day
window with a view
sunset through sailboats
horses running across the field beside my house
fishing lures in the carpet
Associated verses- Proverbs 3:5-7, Joshua 1:9; Job 1:21
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