I am really struggling with worry and anxiety lately. :( I worry so much about my family. I worry about big things and small. I worry about their health and safety. I worry about bird flu and terrorism and what kind of world they are going to live in when they are older. I have been praying for peace and each morning I entrust them into God's care, but by nightfall, it seems I am wringing my hands.

I know God knew I would struggle with this because he blessed me with a husband who rarely worries. His faith is so strong!

I know that one day we will all be safe in the arms of Heaven, I just worry about what my girls will face along the way.

I appreciate you thoughts, scripture and advice.
kymommy

I worry all of the time about one thing or the other regarding my children and their future. I worry about bullying, peer pressure, health issues, good education and how they will cope as adults in this World. I sing the song God Will Take Care of You all of the time and this comforts me. I was thrilled when Madre posted it on here because that is one of my favorite songs.

God WILL take care of us and our children as long as they are believers. I get very anxious sometimes and lose sleep worrying about them but when I find myself upset or anxious I turn to God through prayer and he always gets me through it.

Best of luck and I know GOD WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU and your precious little ones!

Stephanie

I'm a worry wart myself. I just have to keep myself in front of the Lord each day. I pray and read scripture that tells me that He is in control. I truly believe he will take care of my little man and what have I to fear if God is for me. My mom has always told me that my quiet time with the Lord is so important and essential in a Christian's walk. Now that I am a mom it is even more true not only for my relationship with Christ, but for my son's as well because he will learn from what I do. Be blessed and be comforted in Him!

I hope someone has some good advice. I don't worry during the day when I'm awake. It's when I sleep that I dream the bad things happening to Abby. It's so weird.

when I start to worry, I stop and start praying!

Not that I have this perfected or anything, but God really showed me a lot when I was going through my divorce years ago. My husband left me when I was pregnant with our now 16 year old son. He moved in with a woman that he eventually married. It was bad enough that I had to let my 3 year old go with his dad, and practically impossible to let my brand new baby go. There were times that my ex had to pry my baby out of my arms, with him kicking and screaming because he did not know this man and didn't want to go with him. It practically killed me to go back into my empty apartment without my sweet babies. And I never knew for sure or not if my ex would bring them back home at the end of the weekend. Every Sunday night, I would be at the window from about 6:45pm until they pulled in the parking lot. If the clock went one second past 7pm, I was freaking and not knowing how I would go about searching for my kids. He did always bring them home but that didn't not make it any easier the next time he had them.

I had to trust God or go insane.

I remember standing at the window one Sunday night and it was a little past 7pm. I remember telling God that even if my boys did not come home and I never saw them again, that I would trust Him and worship Him forever. And I knew that I really had to feel that way because at any moment God might truely take my sons from me (whether it be by the choices that their dad might take or just Him taking them home to be with Him). It was so hard, but I knew, in my heart, that if their dad did not bring them home, that I would still walk with God. And this was not something that I was able to do, but God doing it in me. Thankfully, my boys have always come home, but I would still walk with Him if He took them from me today.

I also remember thinking that on one else loved my boys like I did. That was why I was so afraid of something happening to them - because others just did not love them like I did and therefore was not watching out for them like I did. Especially my ex. I always had to pray especially hard when the boys were with him because he didn't love them like I did and would let bad things happen to them. God slapped me hard in the face with my pride. One day while we were all getting ready for the day, I needed to iron my work clothes. I had set up this little ironing board on the living room floor, plugged the iron in, turned it on and put it on the board. I went to do my other stuff but my boys knew that they weren't supposed to go near it. All of a sudden there was a scream and I knew what had happened. My youngest had knocked over the iron and when he tried to stop it from dropping it burned him. Three of his fingers. It hurt so bad. I felt so bad. I was the worst mom on the face of the earth. God showed me that HE is the only one that loves my sons perfectly and that I need to pray no matter where they are or who they are with. That I need to let Him be God and to stop trying to play Him because I never could.

Anyway, those are my babblings on trusting God with our kids.

ironing incident :)

God showed me that HE is the only one that loves my sons perfectly and that I need to pray no matter where they are or who they are with. That I need to let Him be God and to stop trying to play Him because I never could.



Phyll, your story really touched me. What you said above is so wise and so true. Thank you. :)

Thanks so much for all your wise words. God's working on me and he is using you all in the process.
kymommy :wink:

Phyll, your story was a blessing.

I chuckle now when I think back to when Raegan was a baby. I was obsessed. I give kudos to my daughter's doctor for not having me committed. She was only allowed breast milk, no blankets or pillows were in her crib because of the fear of SIDS, no one was allowed in our house if they were sick or even had a cough, I disinfected her toys each night, she slept in the same room with me (in her crib so I couldn't accidently rollover on to her) because I couldn't trust the baby monitor.
We were at the doctor's office at least one a month if not more.

Then it happened. She got sick and the doctor's couldn't understand the symptoms. They sent us to Children's for test and we were given a quick diagnosis of lukemina, but to confirm they were going to do more extensive tests.

I cannot express to you how angry I got. At myself, at God, at everything. During the next week we stayed at a Ronald McDonald house.....btw a wonderful wonderful place if you need to ever use their services......someone there gave me Stormie O'Martian's (yes, I am a one woman spokewoman for this lady) Power of a Praying Parent.

This book changed my life and my parenting. Like Phyll I realized that God is in control and loves my children way more than I am even capable of. They are His and I am only given temporary custody. I repented of my foolishness and cried and cried and cried. After the longest week of my life, both physically, spirtually and emotionally, my daughter was given the clear of no lukemina.

I know that this happened for a reason. And I praise the Lord for it. Yes, I still at times struggle with trusting Him and letting go, but like someone else has already mentioned I take it to the Lord in prayer.

I cannot tell you how much I suggest you get her book.

http://www.christianitytoday.com/cpt/2005/003/7.18.html

I was at my church's mid-week prayer service when I, along with many others, stood to indicate I had a special prayer need. I wanted prayer for God to protect my children because I was growing increasingly afraid for them, and I felt out of control. The older my children became, the more I felt them slip from my protective grasp.

The moment I stood, 2 Timothy 1:12 popped into my mind: "I know whom I have believed, and am convinced that he is able to guard what I have entrusted to him for that day."

Immediately I understood the Lord was telling me that while I never can protect my kids adequately, he can. All I can do—and ultimately all I need to do—is commit them into his hands every day and then trust him. Good thing I know that God's more than able to take care of my children. You know that, too. Now place your kids into the only hands in which they'll truly be safe.

I sometimes can't stop worrying and trying to think of ways to protect dd. Thank you for all of your stories. They have really helped ease my heart.

Sometimes I worry too much. The thing that helps me the most is when I pray and pray for God's protection over my child(ren) and I feel the Holy Spirit answer in a positive. Really helps since I know God doesn't break his promises so I know he will care for my child(ren)!

kymommy unfortunately it comes with the territory! Its nothing abnormal!!
Just turn their safety over to God in prayer, that's all you can do to ease your stress.

The media plays a huge part in this, they love to impart fear and sensationalism into people, I am not saying a lot of it isn't warranted especially in this day and age... sometimes it can help to, have a break from the news y'know?

I think it is in a mother's nature to worry about her children. Sure, some of us worry more than others, and others still worry more than we do, but generally a good mom worries at least a little.

That said, I pray often for the fruits of the Spirit, and take Xanax. LOL [rofl]

I live in a blissful state of denial. I do what I can to keep them safe and teach them to be safe, I trust in God, and if I do get worried, I pray. If they are with a sitter, I will call if I get any bad feelings.

Know that God is always in control! He is your strength and stronghold and he WILL NOT give you more than you can bare! And He'll do the same for your children, now and in the future!

There's a scripture in the Bible (can't quite remember how it goes), but the idea of it is:
to train up a child in the way they should go and when they are old (or older), they will follow it.

And I'm sure your already doing and excellent job at this! :)

I don't. I just don't worry about Angela. I never have. I worry about my husband who's away from God each and every time he steps foot out the door, but I don't worry over Angela.

I worried if I'd ever be a mother because I had no cycle. Emily was lost before we knew about her and so I worried I'd never have another chance. I think during my pg with Angela, I was too miserable to worry. Then everything happened so fast when her heart stopped and I was in the OR before I knew it, but I screamed out for Jesus and He was there. I had such strong faith that God had His hands on this child of mine.

When I was told she wouldn't make it through the night, I said these words
" No, God wouldn't have given her to me if He didn't intend for me to keep her. But if He does take her, I'm just happy to have had her this long."

Later I told the nurse to see how WELL my little one was doing...She was breathing half on her own by midnight after being born at 8.

I was happy to have had a full pregnancy and been able to see my baby and I truly didn't believe that God would take her from me. She made a miraculous recovery from two collapsed lungs and was going home on day 7.

I get upset when people do stupid stuff, like smoke infront of her and feed her things she's allergic to, but I don't worry when she gets sick. I pray. I've called her pediatrician once when she was 3mo old with a fever and aside from an annual appointment and her ent she's only seen her doctor for illness once(needed a note for daycare -her one and only ear infection) , my inlaw's forced me to take her to a late clinic once (couldn't do anything for her ofcourse it was just a virus), and my sister forced me to take her to a florida clinic once (again just a virus nothing they could do).....I just don't worry about anything unless I feel she needs medical attention....usually, prayer works better than the er..

Its funny, I worry about every other thing in this world but I don't worry about my child..

When we lost Dalton, I just had to believe that God knew what He's doing..

I'm very protective of Angela but I don't really worry about her. If I feel concern for her safety or wellness, I'll ask God to let the angels keep her while I can't.

I Cast All My Kids Upon You, Lord

Mary E. DeMuth

American parents seem to believe that a parent's primary role is protection. Sure, we are to take care of our children and prevent harm when possible. Children, however, aren't harm proof. If we live under the illusion that we can somehow prevent their pain, we will live life like my friend -- with great fear. And if we cushion them from every bit of life's pain and consequence, we rob them of becoming decision-making adults. Every decision we make for our children is a decision they cannot make.

Complete article:

http://www.crosswalk.com/family/parenting/1311829.html

Perfectly normal to worry from time to time. But just as many have said before me. God is the one who planned your children's lives. The day of their birth and the day of their death. Any control we have is an illusion. It is a matter of trusting the Lord. Knowing that His will is good, acceptable and perfect. Knowing that he refines us with fire for our good and that He works all things together for good to them who love Him. And a lot of time it is through most difficult situations that test your faith to its limit, where you struggle greatly with fear and battle against worry, that you grow stronger and increase your faith! Don't beat yourself up. But as Romans 12 tells us be joyful in hope and patient in affliction and faithful in prayer. I do believe God understands. :) And is is faithful to complete the work He began in you, which includes trusting Him with your children. :)

mmm how do you keep from worrying about your children?

Put them in a padded room and buy yourself a machine gun and stand guard 24/7 outside the door LOL -

YOU NEVER STOP WORRYING ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN. You are stuck with it for life - sorry :wink: .

However I do understand what it is like to have some deep anxiety about them because I have been experiencing this as a pregnancy side-effect.

All you can do is know "God knows their comings in and goings out" and pray for him to keep you all safe. Turn the anxiety over to God and pray that the peace that passes understanding will be your portion.

xox Aussie Mum