It was a warm day and the sunshine was beckoning me to leave my work behind and step into its brilliant rays. The light seemed to strike my porch as an invitation to sit in my porch swing and leave my worries behind. I took it seriously and responded immediately. With each creak of the chain, and each sway of the swing, my heart grew calmer and quieter and my day looked better. A few days earlier, I had left the simple things behind to tackle larger, complex decisions. As I took each decision apart to simplify it in my mind, instead of getting smaller, it grew bigger. It became overwhelming. I knew I needed quietness to lay the situation at the feet of my heavenly Father and listen for His voice of wisdom. But the hours became days, and the days were filled with the agony of indecision. The invitation to rest in His peace and my response to it brought me to a grinding halt at His feet.
My heart began to pour out its story. “Father, forgive me for trying to carry this on my own. I tried to find the answer without seeking you for direction. I’m so sorry. This is too heavy for me, so I lay it at your feet. I need your input, your wisdom, your guidance. Forgive me for arrogantly believing I could figure this one out. Here I am again. Lord, needing your peace, your help. You make a way where there is no way. Would you show me the way through? Right now I can’t see it. I’m going to make this your problem to solve. It’s no longer mine; it’s too hard for me.” As I finished my prayer, I remembered a verse in Psalms 131:1-3 “O LORD, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty; Nor do I involve myself in great matters, Or in things too difficult for me. Surely I have composed and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child rests against his mother, My soul is like a weaned child within me. O Israel, hope in the LORD From this time forth and forever.”