Finding Strength in the Waiting: Trusting God With My Family

Summer break has always been one of my favorite times of the year, but this week I’ve felt that blessing in an even deeper way. With the kids out of school, the house is alive with noise and laughter from morning to night. There are shoes by the door, cups left on the counter, games scattered around the living room — little reminders that I have this precious time with them right now.

Sometimes I catch myself feeling a bit overwhelmed by the mess and the endless energy, but then I stop and remember what a gift it is to have my children close. These days won’t last forever. One day the house will be quiet again, and I’ll look back and miss the chaos. So for now, I thank God for the closeness, for the opportunity to pour into my family, and for the love that fills every room — even if it’s noisy and cluttered.

This week has also reminded me how much I rely on my faith to carry me through both the joys and the worries. Last Monday, we went up to my son’s doctor appointment to check on his broken elbow. It’s healing — maybe not as quickly as we’d hoped, but it is healing. Watching your child hurt is one of the hardest things a parent can face. If I could take on that pain for him, I would do it in a heartbeat. But I know there’s only so much I can do — the rest is in God’s hands.

When my mind starts to wander into worry, I come back to this promise from Isaiah 41:10:

”So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

These words have given me so much peace. They remind me that I’m not carrying this burden alone. God is with us in the waiting. He’s with us in the hospital room. He’s with us in the long nights and the uncertain timelines. He promises to strengthen us, help us, and hold us up when we feel like we’re about to fall apart.

I’ve seen His faithfulness so many times before — in big ways and small. I see it every time my son smiles despite his cast. I see it when the kids sit next to him and help him with little things he can’t do right now. I see it in the prayers and kind words from friends and family who check in on us. All of it is a reminder that God’s righteous right hand is holding us steady.

I’m asking you, my friends and readers, to continue praying for my son’s healing. Pray that his elbow mends completely and stronger than before. It’s been especially hard for him to sit on the sidelines when all he wants is to be out there playing baseball with his friends again. He can’t wait to get back out on that field, and I know that day will come — in God’s perfect timing. Please pray for patience for him in the waiting, and for me, that I continue to trust God’s timing and not let fear or worry steal my peace.

If you’re going through something heavy right now too — waiting for healing, carrying worry for someone you love, or feeling weary from the day-to-day battles — I hope you’ll hold onto this promise with me: “Do not fear. I am with you.”

May you feel His strength holding you up this week, just as I do.

God is good — all the time.

If this blessed you today, feel free to share it with someone who needs a reminder that they are never alone. And as always, thank you for being here, for reading, for praying, and for being part of this little community of faith and hope.