Perceived control. What a comfort it is. We clutch it with both hands, afraid to let anything come between it and us. Indeed, what we believe we understand about our circumstances, our relatives/friends, and ourselves becomes our home; the place that protects us and that we, in turn, must protect.
The only problem is that God is not on the same page about protecting our sense of sovereignty. He knows that our “home” is a fabrication of self-protecting illusions and God-restricting doubts. To remain in this habitation is to eclipse the joys of being wholly kept for and by Him.
So what does He do? Bit by bit, He painstakingly sets us free. Yes, it is painful. Of course, we are often screaming, “No!” But, in those moments in between, may we let our hearts be held and possessed by the prevailing reality that God will not rest until His child is sheltered properly–in no place other than the shadow of His roof.
At Home with God 