Lee received word last week that he is likely to go overseas for six months in January. God is in charge, and He loves me, so I know this is a good thing. This week, I’ve been thinking about this passage and it is giving me rest.
And when Jesus was entered into Capernaum, there came unto him a centurion, beseeching him,
And saying, Lord, my servant lieth at home sick of the palsy, grievously tormented.
7And Jesus saith unto him, I will come and heal him.
8The centurion answered and said, Lord, I am not worthy that thou shouldest come under my roof: but speak the word only, and my servant shall be healed.
9For I am a man under authority, having soldiers under me: and I say to this man, Go, and he goeth; and to another, Come, and he cometh; and to my servant, Do this, and he doeth it.
10When Jesus heard it, he marvelled, and said to them that followed, Verily I say unto you, I have not found so great faith, no, not in Israel. Matthew 8:5-10
This passage is about authority and its scope. Normally, I should entrust my husband to God anyway, but how do you know if you have that kind of faith? Really, not until he’s farther away and the illusion of control is cast aside.
Just like the centurion acknowledged, God’s authority is not bound by physical proximity. And God is all-powerful, all-knowing, and all-present. My husband may appear more vulnerable in Iraq than here in New Mexico, but he will be just as much in God’s care regardless of his physical location. I can trust God.
Now, it is true, that being physically separated from church and family offers unique dangers. But God is no less in control, and I’m certain that he will continue to use this experience to make my husband and myself more like Christ. That’s a good thing. When I think of these things, I have rest.