By Elizabeth Vinturella
“Mom, what does God tell you about all this?” Brooke asked as she scanned the shelves of the refrigerator. It looked as though Brooke was searching for something to eat, when asking this fateful question. But, deep inside I knew she was seeking so much more.
When life takes a sudden shift, the new set of circumstances creates a myriad of unanswered questions. Brooke was searching for solid ground. She was attempting to create a feeling of security by collecting information and threading together the knowledge she would gain. Then, I knew, because it is human tendency, she would go on to mentally map out potential outcomes, to create scenarios that sounded good and to carve out a story she created.
Standing on the other side of the kitchen counter, I longed to paint the easiest picture for her; one where everything goes just right and everyone involved is immediately excited. Her heart has been broken before, I find myself wanting to knee-jerk to protect her from any more.
However, I simply didn’t have the authority to do that. I didn’t have any facts to share. Nor, was there a road map to refer to. Yes, this next God appointed adventure guaranteed a tremendous amount of uncertainty.
Even though it wasn’t voiced, I think Brooke subconsciously knew this. She knew I couldn’t predict the future. Nor, how it would unfold. Hence, in her wisdom and quest for something solid she aimed her question towards my Savior and the counsel He might offer.
Immediately, I was grateful she knew I would seek God’s advice. And, be interested in what He had to say. She acknowledged and honored the relationship I had with Him.
And, that is when I knew I was time to share what had settled in my heart. For days, I had rumbled with how God wanted me to respond to this new unexpected blessing. Trust me, as beautiful and unbelievable as it is, it held the power to shake the trusted ties that united our weathered family.
Rounding the edge of the counter, I walked towards Brooke and stopped in front of the stove. By now, her perusal for food had ended, and she turned toward me with her full attention.
I paused before I answered. Not because I didn’t have an answer. God had already given me His sense of response before Brooke ever inquired about our inner conversations. Instead, I took a second before responding so the air would settle and my words could be heard.
Surmising the fore coming series of events and the twisting and turning it would take to assimilate and comprehend this new chapter of life was impossible. But better than giving Brooke a sense of security by speculating on earthly events, I affirmed Who I would follow. Therefore, laying a solid foundation for all things going forward.
“Brooke, God has made it very clear to me that all of this can stay very uncomplicated if I, we simply love. That is all there is too it, simply love,” I explained.
We continued our conversation of Christ’s instructions. I chose my words carefully to get Brooke to accept the truth that God doesn’t want us to search for answers, to predict actions nor to find security in knowing the outcome before it happens.
Instead, He asks us to move forward in faith. To be OK with not knowing everything. And, to trust that as we make room for the Holy Spirit to move , everything falls into place.
Watching with spiritual eyes, I was acutely aware of the interchange unfolding and was totally consumed with sharing the wisdom …
Control does not guarantee comfort. Instead, it is the power of Jesus that brings peace!
Brooke seemed satisfied with my reply, that the message left for us in 1 Corinthians 13:13:
“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” would see us through.
With ease, she twisted toward the simmering pan and started to rhythmically stir. Inches apart, we stood still, both feeling the security of God’s sovereignty. But, the goodness didn’t end there because I had more to share.
“Brooke, there is something else I sense,” I said recapturing her attention. With the wooden spoon in her hand, she turned and readied herself to receive.
Feeding her soul, I shared “The spirit inside of me says, don’t flinch and have absolutely no fear!” I expounded on God’s guidance wanting Brooke to understand that as we stepped into this next leg of life it was important for me, for her for all of us to cast off any thought that might prevent us from fully embracing the fullness of what was yet to be.
Holding back because something might go wrong was not going to work.
Brooke relaxed into the words, her shoulders inched down and the edges of her lips inched up. She understood that if we allowed love and the Spirit of Christ to set our course, that bumpy it might be.
But because of Jesus we could believe in beautiful!
28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.