March 8, 2021
Dear Brethren and Friends,
Greetings in the name of the Lord who is All-Knowing. Today, I’d like to share with you beloved brothers and sisters in Christ a poem that was recently sent to me. My hope is that it encourages you as much as it encouraged me.
In His hands I leave tomorrow
For my heavenly Father knows
What is needed for my future
When it comes He will disclose
Ways and means I cannot reckon
As His all-providing Power
Brings to pass the right solution
All sufficient for each hour.
As I meet with calm assurance
What the present now requires,
I am given strength and purpose
So I ask for my desires
May be righteous, just and kindly
Measured by His love, I pray
In His hands I’ll leave tomorrow
As I walk with Him today.
As I meet with calm assurance what the present now requires . . . Yesterday (March 7), I wrestled with my present not just for a minute or an hour, but for almost an entire shift. I wrestled so much that my countenance must have changed because a CO (during her rounds) stopped in her tracks and asked, “Ms. Miller, are you OK?” Since she startled me out of my reflecting, I quickly shook my hand and said, “Yeah.” Later God convicted me of lying. Lying because I was pondering 3 particular ankle-biters that have their teeth firmly attached in my flesh.
Ankle-biters? These little, as opposed to big, situations that are present in lives. My ankle-biters? My health – increase in my thyroid medication, but waiting to get blood taken; missing my daughter – not only missing her presence, but the rituals and traditions we shared; and the Feds – I just can’t wrap my brain around their ways. I mulled over these 3 ankle-biters until at the end of the shift, the same CO stopped again to ask, “Ms. Miller, you sure you’re OK?” This time, I replied, “Ankle-biters.” “Everything will work out, you know,” she replied. “I know. I know.” I said, slowly with a smile. Then she walked away. I thought about our short exchange of words and for about an hour more, I mulled, the decided the following:
“Even though the ankle-biters are still there, I’m going to give the care and feeding of my ankle-biters to God. They are His responsibility now, which leaves my only responsibility my ATTITUDE about them.”
And, with that thought, I prepared for bed and laid “down in peace and sleep: for thee, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety” (Psalm 4:9).
When I woke the following morning, God was still with me speaking to me through His Word, giving me a balm through I Corinthians 3:9-23; 4:1-5 to slather on those ankle-biters. As a result, “I am given strength and purpose.” “In His hands, I’ll leave tomorrow as I walk with Him today.”
Serving Him at NCCF