To the Mom Who Is the Holder of All the Things

“For by him {Christ} all things were created, things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together” (Colossians 3:16-17).

God paints that verse right into my mind as I stand in the dimly lit garage and watch him guide the setting sun gently behind the tops of the old Georgia pines. But I hear it like this:

Hey, Leigh? It’s actually not your job. I’ve got this. All of it. I promise. It’s all mine and I’ve got it. Let go. Let me be the holder of all the things. I’m really good at it. You just hold on to me.

The colors of the sunset blur in front of me and the weight starts to lift. My empty hands feel less out of place as the quiet wind blows through the twilight shadows.

I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe your hands and your heart are aching from being so full. Or maybe, like me, you’ve dropped it all and you’re wondering what to do with the scattered mess at your feet.

Can I just encourage you with this one message? It is one that I struggle with every single day.

Let. Go. You are not the holder of all the things. God is. Holding things together is what he does. Be a holder of him.

And then go watch the sunset with empty hands. It will do wonders for your soul.

He is before all things and in him all things hold together” (Colossians 1:17).

***

This article originally appeared at LeighSain.com.


Leigh Sain
Leigh Sainhttp://www.leighsain.com/
Leigh is a former English teacher turned stay at home mom to three crazy boys. She loves Jesus, coffee, good words and good friends. She says 'yes' far too often and leads many endeavors at her church and the boys' schools in the suburbs of Atlanta. Finding God in the middle of life's ordinary spin, though, is what really makes her tick. So in between all the chasing of boys and the meetings, she writes over at http://www.leighsain.com/ about how God shows up in the most unexpected places and turns the ordinary, holy. Just please don't ask her to read a map or do a math problem; she will have a panic attack

Related Posts

Comments

Recent Stories