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Giving him to Him.

He’s 23 years old… and headed to Morocco for a few days of relaxation with a bunch of buddies.

Back in August, when he was packing his bags and heading overseas for his first year of Law School, I kept encouraging him to travel the world and see everything he could… and he has done that. He and his friends managed a few days escape from the grind when they headed to Amsterdam a few weeks ago and now, they’re wandering the streets of Marrakech – this very minute.

Before my son left for this trip, this was our text conversation.

Have fun and be safe. Don’t do anything stupid. Make good decisions, OK?”

Yup yup

Have fun…praying for you. 

Thanks I will message ya if we get wifi access there

OK, thanks…take some pics. 

Well, he arrived safely and started sending me pics and videos.  Unfortunately, the first picture that he send me was of the group of his friends, wandering down a dark alley. That’s when it happened – I started to worry. My son also texted my daughter and told her that if he wasn’t there with a bunch of guys, he would be scared.

Maaaaaajor culture shock but really cool place. It’s all alley ways… all the market sellers are haggling all the time and are super aggressive… don’t wanna be pulling out my camera too much because this place is famous for pick pockets.

OK. Be cautious. Keep your eyes open. Love you. 


So, this is the moment that I make a choice – worry or give it to God. Time for some “selftalk.”  Time for some truth.

Every walking moment, we talk to ourselves about the things we experience.  Our selftalk greatly affects the way we feel and act.

At this moment, I need to stop and remind myself that my son belongs to God – that his life is in His hands.

How often have I been in this place… recognizing that I have no control of a particular situation and given the choice to act on the truth that God is with my children.  It doesn’t matter how old they are or what they’re doing, I need to constantly speak truth to myself, think and act on what I know is true and good.

I love my son and God loves him more than I do.  That’s the truth.

So, I’m going to continue on with my day, and I choose not to worry.

Finally, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovel, whatever is admirable – tif anthing is excellent or praiseworthy – think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me – put it into practice. And theGod of peace will be with you.  Philippians 4.8,9

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  1. Karen Perrott

    How I understand !!!

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