Faith in Jesus Christ is harder for me than I thought it was. I've always been more on the anxious side, and I do lots of what iffing. Somehow I've always felt that if I worry about it, then I won't be taken by surprise too much. I'll be prepared for whatever occurs and then I'll be able to handle it better. Make sense? Now I'm not neurotic or anything, and it's not a conscious thing, but I just tend to be a worrier. I jump ahead, I think of things that may or may not happen and I worry about it. Now does worrying change the outcome? No, but somehow it serves a purpose for me. It protects me. I was a bit of a worrier when I was young, but it really hit me after the birth of my first baby. Post Partum anxiety. I wasn't depressed, I was stressed and overwhelmed and worried so much about this fragile little thing. Then it went into other areas of my life. I know all the quotes and meme's about worrying taking away today's joy, blah blah blah. And I really started to see it more when I have to help one of my children who suffers from anxiety. I have to coach her along the way sometimes and I feel a bit like I'm the pot and the kettle. I never really thought that I wasn't having Faith by worrying.
When my mom died, all I wanted to do was to feel her, see her and have her tell me she was okay. I wanted comfort from HER. I was very aware that the source of comfort should be from my Savior, but I just felt like if I could feel her, I would be okay. I knew I was hoping for the wrong thing....not necessarily wrong, but the lesser right.
When I got my diagnosis and ever since, I have been searching for peace and I know that I need to receive it from the Lord. I pray for it, I receive blessings for it, I fast for it, yet I've noticed that I tend to have Faith that the Savior will........something.... He will help my meds to work. He will make the tumors shrink. He will make the side effects of the drugs less annoying. Faith that he will do this or that.
Faith in the Savior means just that though. Faith in the Savior. Faith that everything will be okay. Faith that I will be taken care of, no matter what the outcome. Faith that my family will be okay even if it's without me. This kind of Faith is harder for me. It's hard to give it all to him.
I read a story recently about putting our baskets in the water, like Jochebed, the birth mother of Moses. I think the article was more about us sending our children out into the world and knowing that the Lord would watch over them, but I also saw the analogy for my life with the trial of Cancer. I have to put my basket in the water, not knowing what's going to happen, but knowing it will be okay because I trust in the Lord. I have to, in the words of Elsa "let it go." . I have to turn it over to him. That's the hard part.
In reality, it should be so much easier to turn it over to him than to hold onto it. What a release that would be. To truly never worry because I know the Lord is at the helm.Writing this all down makes me think....of course.....that's what you've tried to do your whole life, but I think I haven't. Just like a visit from my mother wouldn't calm me as much as the Savior would, I still hold onto what I want. What I want to pray for. What I want to wish for. The way I want my story to turn out.
It's already been proven to me time and time again that life doesn't go according to MY plan and even when I've struggled and fought through trials, it has always turned out better than my plan anyway.
So I'm committing now to try to put my basket in the water. Maybe it will be one twig at a time, but eventually, I will be able to put it in the water and let it go....trusting that the Lord will take care of everyone and every outcome will be the best. And look what he did with Moses, he was more than okay. He was more than taken care of. He was incomprehensibly wonderful. And so will we be.
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