I am a person who gets anxious easily, find myself worrying over what I cannot control and fretting over minor details. Within the past few years since having children I have gotten a lot better, because we all know there is no predictability with little ones. Still I find myself daily working on tempering my undue worry and learning to let go.
Aaron and I host a couples group and at one of our meetings Sister brought to our attention that anxiety stems from a lack of trust and not willing to let go of our own will. (Did I mention I have a few stubborn threads in me as well.)
An inability to let go of my own will, plan and desires and trust that no matter what happens during the day from the small occurrences to the large events there is something greater. Learning to trust that all of the worries that consume our hearts and minds are not unseen or unheard because there is someone greater.
Someone greater who hears our concerns, our hearts restlessness, our discontent. Someone greater that no matter what the trial may be is still present. Not just present watching over us but truly present, making Himself known.
We have a God who loves us, who is actively a part of our lives. Through the thick and the thin of it He has our back. And if we quiet ourselves enough and let our anxiety rest we can see the hand of God.
A few months ago we started a new tradition at the dinner table asking each person how they saw God’s love revealed to them that day. In what way they saw the hand of God. In an effort to help our children recognize that we have a loving God who daily shows His love to us if we only open our hearts and minds to see. A God who participates in our lives.
All too often we fall into focusing on what went wrong, what didn’t get done, or what needs to be accomplished instead of reflecting on the gifts, the beauty, the love. While we busy ourselves with distractions we miss the beauty that God reveals to us each and every day.
From the small moments that only we recognize as God reads our hearts to the larger ones revealing his love for all to see.
Here are a few ways I have seen the hand of God the past few days:
Aaron pulling college hours this weekend to paint three rooms for me.
Having a park all to ourselves and wasting hours together as a family.
Receiving unexpected financial aid for school tuition.
Waking up early and seeing my seven year old kneeling next to the couch and praying the rosary for his friend.
Lord, may I truly have eyes that see your love.
What ways have you seen God’s love this week be it small or large?