The disciples were fishermen and skillful at managing a boat on the Sea of Galilee, but when a sudden storm came up, they were frightened. They didn’t know what to do. When they woke Jesus, who was asleep in the boat, they had no idea how he was going to save them. The event is recorded in Matthew 8:23-27
We like to feel that we are in control—we have expectations of how our life should go. My husband and I thought this way as we began our marriage.
We thought we would have two children in our family. (That was the recommendation for our generation because of fears of over population.) But my second pregnancy was twins. We were glad to have three children.
Fast forward six years and one of the twins was diagnosed with a rare form of leukemia. As we prayed for his health, he underwent chemotherapy and then a bone marrow transplant. In 1989 he entered eternal life.
We grieved. I longed for another child, knowing we could not replace Steven. But after the twins were born, I had developed severe complications. By God’s grace I did not have a hysterectomy, but I was advised not to become pregnant again.
God answered our prayers and I did conceive. I had a healthy pregnancy. God gave us a second son.
We may have expectations, but God is in control. As we consider the possibilities in life, we need to walk in relationship with God, steadfast in our faith.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and he will straight your path. Proverbs 3:5-6
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I love hearing stories of how man’s ‘impossible’ gets turned into God’s ‘possible!’
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It’s only God who’s in control,
it’s only God who rules the day,
it’s only God who keeps things whole,
it’s only God who knows the way
down the dark road we must walk
through a fell and fallen land,
and when we are silent in shock
He reaches out to take our hand
and hold it in a grip so firm
that we can truly surely know
without the need to study, learn,
that He’ll never let us go
for we’re bought at that fatal price,
the Cross, and its blood-sacrifice.
I think we were on the same wave link, trusting in Jesus, living our possibilities in readiness.