Lately my left eye has been twitching. I trace the twitching back to the inordinate amount of screaming that has been occurring around my house lately. I am not sure why the trend has swung in this direction, but it is true. I have heard just general weeping and gnashing of teeth, to the more direct, “No Mommy,” and my personal favorite (not), “Stupid Mommy.” Twitch, twitch.
It seems as it is time to leave a public place, my house, a friend’s house that all three of my wonderful blessings must scream. As we have left some public places lately, I have gotten several stares. Twitch, twitch, twitch.
I took my youngest for a run yesterday, he in my jogging stroller, and me sweating behind him. He insisted that he needed to run too. So at the end of my run I oblige. I get him out of the stroller and let him run while I stay a few steps behind. Only I was “too close” to him at first, then he wanted to push the stroller that is bigger than him. When I tried to “help” him steer to keep him out of the street, he screamed. Finally he gutturally screamed, “Uppy MOMMY!” When I calmly explained that I couldn’t hold him and push the stroller, he flipped out. TWITCH, TWITCH, TWITCH, TWITCH.
This is the same child who told me I looked beautiful in my t-shirt and running pants that morning.
Oh, but then in the middle of those eye twitching moments God’s word breaks through. “Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that He may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:6-7
Humble myself. God isn’t going to force it on me. He isn’t standing over me requiring humility or desiring to humiliate me. No His hand is there, over my eye twitching situations waiting for me to humble myself to His will and plan. However He doesn’t just want me to humble myself in His sovereign plan for nothing. He has more for me. He wants to lift me up in due time. In His perfect timing He will lift me up. I do not have to “fight for my rights.” God in His perfect plan at His perfect time will lift me up! Praise Him. Then I have the honor and privilege of giving Him all my anxiety. Why, because the God of all the universe cares about me. A person made of dust, whose life is just a breath out of His, and yet He cares for me.
As I meditate on these verses my eye twitching slows. My anxiety flees to the heavens. I am humbly protected by God’s hand and I know He will raise me up at the right time.
Father God, I fling, I throw, I cast my anxieties on You because you care for me! I thank You for loving me through the eye twitching moments of life. I pray that in the midst of those moments I can humble myself under Your hand, trusting You to handle the situation correctly through me. Thank You that at the right time You will raise me up. In Jesus’ precious name I pray. Amen.
How about you? Any eye twitching moments that you are ready to cast upon God? Tell me about them.