“Finally Out of Control”

                          One of my daughters used to come to me as a toddler and say, “In the air,
                          Daddy, in the air!” She wanted me to hurl her in the air and catch her,
                          so I would, to her utter delight. My other daughter saw this once and
                          asked me to toss her too. As she leveled off just below our ten-foot
                          ceiling, her face contorted into sheer terror. And when I caught her,
                          she clung to me--with all four limbs--like a cat clawing a log on a raging
                          river. “No, Daddy! Not again!” she begged. Later I thought about why the
                          same flight produced joy to one and terror to the other. I realized one
                          focused on my ability to catch her, and the other focused on her inability
                          to control the flight.

                          As my children grow and develop more independence, I find myself in a
                          similar scenario. I still see them hurled high in the air, but instead of me
                          doing the throwing and catching, God flings them while I watch helplessly
                          from a distance.

                          And the tension becomes a trust between God's abilities and my own. Old
                          Jacob dearly loved his sons--and one in particular. So when the sons
                          brought Joseph’s mocked-up bloody garment to their father, Jacob’s grief
                          exploded: “It is my son’s tunic. A wild beast has devoured him; Joseph
                          has surely been torn to pieces!” (Genesis 37:33).

                          But in reality, the jealous brothers had sold Joseph as a slave, hoping to rid
                          themselves of the favorite son. Yet “The Lord was with Joseph” (39:2-5, 21;
                          41:38-39), and superintended all events in expectation of a great famine soon
                          to ravage the earth. Joseph rose to become Egypt’s second-in-command and
                          stored up grain in anticipation of the famine.

                          When Jacob heard of the grain in Egypt he sent his sons, “but Jacob did not
                          send Joseph’s brother Benjamin with his brothers, for he said, ‘I am afraid
                          that harm may befall him’” (Genesis 42:4). In Egypt the brothers did not
                          recognize Joseph, and the very thing Jacob would not release into God's
                          control, Joseph required before they could purchase more grain. When the
                          brothers reported to their father, Jacob clung to Benjamin like a cat clawing
                          a log on a raging river. “My son shall not go down with you; for his brother
                          is dead, and he alone is left. If harm should befall him on the journey you
                          are taking, then you will bring my gray hair down to the grave in sorrow”
                          (42:38).

                          Three decades earlier Jacob wrestled with God for control of his life, and
                          before God could bless Jacob, He had to cripple him. Now Jacob found
                          himself again wrestling with God, afraid to trust the Lord’s ability to catch
                          the child Jacob sees hurled in the air.

                          Every parched day of the famine, like straws loaded on a camel's back, finally
                          took their toll. "If it must be so,” Jacob conceded, “Take your brother also,
                          and arise, return to the man . . . And as for me, if I am bereaved of my
                          children, I am bereaved" (43:11, 13-14). The circumstances literally wrenched
                          Benjamin from Jacob’s arms and forced him to do what he would never do
                          otherwise: trust God with his sons.

                          John Calvin wrote of this passage: "From the example of Jacob let us learn
                          patient endurance, should the Lord often compel us, by pressure of
                          circumstances, to do many things contrary to the inclination of our own
                          minds; for Jacob sends away his son, as if he were delivering him over unto
                          death."

                          As I watch God toss my daughters in the air, I tend to focus on my inability to
                          control the flight as opposed to God's ability to catch them. I find a gnawing
                          conviction when I realize I would rather be in control than God when it comes
                          to my children.

                          Norman Schwarzkopf said: "The truth of the matter is that you always know
                          the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it." We can hold nothing--not
                          even a child--as dear to ourselves as trust in God. If God truly rules as
                          sovereign, our sons and daughters remain as safe “in harm’s way” as in their
                          beds at home. On the other hand, if God wants to call them to heaven before
                          us, a trip to the store will prove as mortal as serving on the front lines
                          of war.

                          As you pray, remember prayer is more than asking of God, but surrendering
                          to Him. You will seldom experience the peace you seek without surrendering
                          to God what you're praying to Him for. Ultimately our comfort cannot come
                          from an assurance God will protect our children. Our comfort comes from
                          trusting a God who remains in complete control for His good purposes even
                          in the worst of circumstances.

                          In the end, Jacob received not only Benjamin back but Joseph too. “I never
                          expected to see your face,” Jacob told Joseph, “and behold, God has let me
                          see your children as well” (48:11). Jacob seemed almost ashamed he ever
                          doubted God’s grace and sovereignty. Even though Jacob could not control
                          what happened to his son, the text repeatedly says “The Lord was with
                          Joseph,” and so God is with our children while apart from us.

                          As our Marines remain “Always Faithful,” our Heavenly Father must find us
                          the same--faithfully trusting His wise, sovereign, and good plans above
                          our own need for control.


                          Dr. Wayne Stiles