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The storm just seemed to keep raging on. Having known no respite for a long time now, she had almost come to accepting the situation as her cup of suffering. Try as she had nothing seemed to change and she was at the point of giving up.
It was a difficult situation having her son and only child abandon his Christian upbringing to take up drugs and run away from home. Having started while he was in high school, she had hoped that it would all go away and her boy would be clean once again. But now, two years later, he was in worse shape than before. She could count the times she saw him and yet he always sneaked to the house to steal stuff for sale to finance his addiction.
The situation was causing her great anguish and had even affected her work. She was so afraid that the boy would get in trouble and found herself jumping anytime the phone rang. It was a pathetic life for a single mother to live. She often wondered how her sweet little boy whom she had done her best to bring up in a Christian way could have turned into this. He terrorized her every waking moment now, filled with thoughts of him.
Maggie however did not give up hope of her son. Even though the few times she saw him now he always appeared oblivious of her presence she still tried to reach out to him. Her hear wept as only a mothers’ would at seeing the one person she loved so much wasting away right before her eyes.
God knows she had tried anything a mother would. She had prayed deep into the night every day and had called on her church fellowship members to stand in the gap. She was even ready to take him into rehab but the very idea repelled him so much. Having come to the end of herself she could only continue praying and hope that change would eventually come.
But it was only when Maggie handed over her son to Christ that she knew some respite. Tired and worn out with the way things were, she had come to a conclusion that since she could not change the situation the best she could do was hand it over to God. And so one night, down on her knees, she had made the declaration to God. It had been a simple prayer in which she admitted defeat and offered her son to God. She could trust him with her son, she declared. She challenged God to show himself strong through his life. Only then did she know rest.
Finding rest does not mean that the situation has changed. It only means that our focus has changed in that we no longer seek to deal with it our way but hand it over to God. It is comforting to know that he is able bring a change to any situation in our lives and in surrendering it to him we can trust God to make the best of it. How wonderful it is to find rest in him even when the storm rages around us. He, who has power to bring calm with just one word, Peace be still.
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