He was all ready to go. Thick leather jacket sipped up, shoes tied, coffee drunk.
In minutes he would be buzzing along the cool morning road, enjoying the sparkling new world.
Today is a big day.
The trusses are getting set on the big house they are framing.
Its always a bit of a thrill to watch the boom truck hand up trusses one at a time,
as my acrobatic husband, balanced way high on 2x4s, secures them.
He’s the one up on top, and he loves it.
But with my face buried against the cool leather, I squeaked out,
“Wanna pray for special protection today?”
He looked at me and smiled, almost like a father looking at a troubled daughter.
“But doesn’t the Bible say,” he said, his mouth curling into a naughty little grin,
‘whoever shall lose his life shall save it?’”
“But,” I countered, “whoever has a wife and kids should try not to get killed!”
He wrapped me close and began,
“Dear Lord, be with Melissa today.
Protect her as she drives these dangerous roads,
where people wreck and are killed everyday.
Keep her from having head on collisions.
Keep her from going off the road.
Protect her fingers as she grinds sausage with the meat grinder.
Protect the children from falling in the pool and drowning,
and from getting bit by Brown Recluse Spiders…”
I smiled self-consciously and pounded him on the back, “Stop it!”
“Okay,” he said, “Your turn.”
“Lord, bless Daniel as he sets trusses today.
Put a special hedge of protection around him.
In Jesus’ name, amen.”
I looked up and his eyes still twinkled with that little boyish mischievousness.
I love this boy/man I married.
But, I’ll admit, the very wild adventurousness that attracted me to him
sometimes scares me now.
It seems to be a daily thing, this trust issue.
We live in a real world, where things happen.
The fact that I lost my dad and brother doesn’t make it any easier.
I have to zoom out, widen my lens, and see a bigger picture.
And who holds it.
Sure, it’s okay to pray for protection, but to allow God to be more than a safety charm.
To allow him to be his powerful, perfect self.
To realize that releasing my most cherished people into God’s hands is, in fact,
the safest thing to do.