Be strong...

I really missed my mother in law this past weekend - not only because it was Easter weekend and I just know she would have invited us for lunch on Sunday serving chicken and mushroom pie, beans and potatoes mashed with lots of pepper, sweet pumpkin and sticky rice.  (I can smell the different aromas that used to tantalise my nose when I opened the front door to her home.)  I also missed her because I needed her.  I needed her wisdom and her encouragement.  I needed her to tell me (yet again) that things aren't always as bad as they seem. 
When the boys were younger, I felt 'big'.  I felt half in control, that everything can be dealt with by using good organisational skills and a 'to do' list.  Then as they started getting older, I started feeling smaller, half out of control.....  Ma Helen had 4 boys and always seemed in control.  Nothing got her down. 
Now my boys tower above me in stature and in personality and I must say that I sometimes feel overwhelmed.  I don't know how to deal with many of the situations that are sent my way.  Organisational skills and to do lists don't work anymore.....  I have to rely on the foundation I gave them when they were still small and I was 'tall'.
I needed Ma Helen this weekend to say "You think that things are all topsy turvey because you are seeing it through your eyes, but God is looking at the situation through His eyes, and everything is on track."  He dreamt about each of my sons before they were born.  He has a plan for each one of them, and I must have faith in Him.  And when things get really tough? "Be strong.  God has promised He will never let you go through more than you can handle."