Safe in the hands of God

This is my story, but not a recent one. This really relates to daily stress, and my cancer battle I’ve been going though for the past 631 days. God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.

I wish I had been able to take a picture, I was at the store today, and a poor little bird was inside trying her best to get out through the big window at the front of the store. It was so very frightened, banging into the glass over and over, and each time falling down. I was able to gently pick it up with both hands, and carry it outside. The sweet thing is, I think it knew I was helping it, it relaxed in my hands. With tears I walked outside, and set it down, it flew away quickly. It reminds me of how many times in my life I'm frantic, despite for answers, trying to solve things on my own. Stumpling, making mistakes. When the simple solution should be, to let the Saviors hands guide me, to let him lead me to that safe place. This REALLY makes me think of how I have had to put my Faith and Trust in God. I’ve had people ask me, how do you put so much faith in your doctors who are treating you, how do you trust that they’re making right decisions for you life??? To me it’s very simply put. My life is not in the hands of those doctors, but my doctors and I are in the hands of the all mighty Master Physican that is in charge of my life. I am trusting in him that he is guiding my doctors and that I am “safe” in God’s hand alone, and nothing else. I am a daughter of the King of Kings and He loves me, and you as if we were His only child in the world!