Celebrate little moments and release yourself to let go of control and allow God to do whatever He must. It’s easy until it’s your child in the center of the storm.
God is there. In the midst of every calm and every storm, God is right there. “Peace… be still!” He will calm the storm but when He does so, be prepared for His rebuke: “Oh yea of little faith!” For just as I am begging God to stop the driving rain that threatens to drive me to the brink of insanity and over the edge is right at that point where God is really getting ready to do something special, something big. I have interrupted His work and, honestly, I think He’s pissed. Or at least a little annoyed. If only I could see what He sees, I’d never ask Him to stop. The blessing always lies on the other side of the mountain. The lesson always sits on the other shore and I must get to the blessing and that lesson by going through that storm or climbing that mountain. I must be faithful; I must endure… even when no one around me sees, God sees. And He will embrace me for it.
“‘I know your works. Behold, I have set before you an open door, which no one is able to shut. I know that you have but little power, and yet you have kept my word and have not denied my name.