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“She Was Never Only Mine”
“Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” — 1 Peter 5:7
I remember the nights when my child walked out the door, and my heart walked out with her.😵💫😵💫😵💫
A mother’s heart is strange. Even when our children grow, we still see the tiny hands we once held. We worry if they ate enough, if they are safe, if someone hurt their feelings, if life is being kind to them.
Sometimes, I smiled outside while inside my mind was asking a thousand questions.🤫🤫🤫
“Did she arrive safely?”“Is she okay?”“God, please watch her.”🤕😕
I wanted to protect her from every pain, every disappointment, every wrong person, every tear. But one night, while I was sitting with my worries heavier than my faith, I felt something deep in my heart.
As if God gently whispered:
“My daughter… why are you carrying what belongs to Me?”
I answered in my heart:
“But Lord, she is my daughter. I am her mother. I worry.”
And I felt peace saying:
“She is your daughter for a season, but she has always been My daughter first. I trusted you to love her, guide her, and pray for her. But I never asked you to carry the weight of protecting her alone.”
Tears filled my eyes.
Because I realized something — I was trying to do God’s job.
I cannot be everywhere. I cannot see every danger. I cannot control every road she walks.
But God can.
So now, when fear knocks on my heart, I try to place it back in God’s hands and say:
“Lord, she is Yours more than mine. I trust You where my eyes cannot see.”
And one day I laughed with my friend and said:
“Do you know what motherhood is?”
She laughed. “What?”
I said:
“It is checking your phone every five minutes, praying like a warrior, imagining fifty disasters for no reason… and then acting completely normal when your child comes home!” 😂
My friend laughed so hard.
Then I smiled and said:
“But truly, I learned something… My daughter belongs to God before she belongs to me. My job is to love her, pray for her, and stop trying to be God.”
My friend looked at me and said:
“That sounds like faith mixed with motherhood.”
I laughed:
“No… that sounds like a tired mom finally learning to trust Jesus.”
Lesson
Being a mother means loving deeply and worrying deeply. But faith teaches us this: we are not raising children alone. God watches over them even when we cannot.
Prayer
Lord, when my children are out of my sight, please keep them in Your hands. Calm my worried heart and teach me to trust You more than my fears. Remind me that they are Your children before they are mine. Help me rest in Your protection, pray with faith, and trust Your plans even when I cannot see. In Jesus’ name, Amen. ❤️
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