And there were always crises about. There, at all times was at least one whose days were smooth flowing.
At that same time I learned something far greater in value, that my part was to commit and entrust to Clearer Eyes and Stronger Hands these my darlings.
Such is our family's reality just now. While there are not any situations which could be labeled crisis, as such, still there are many grievous challenges, hurts and disappointments, longings, and physical issues that cause concern. These can weigh like mighty stones on a mother's heart.
So my thoughts go back to the early days and lessons.
To commit is to consign for preservation, for safe keeping.
To entrust in this case is not the dictionary's example of "entrusting ones life to a frayed rope" but rather to One who is a strong cable and a steadfast anchor.
The scripture from which all this springs? The promised preservation and safe keeping of my beloveds?
"...I have knowledge of and am acquainted with Him
Whom I believed, trusted in and relied on,
and am positively persuaded that He is able to guard
that which has been entrusted to me
and which I have committed to Him
until that day."
~II Timothy 1.12, Amplified