I remember the first time we left Dolly with a babysitter. After saying goodbye to my sweet baby, tears instantly clouded my eyes as my mind started spinning with fear of "what ifs" — kind of like the same feeling you get your first night home from the hospital, or any other night you're sneaking into your child's bedroom to make sure they're still breathing (don't laugh, because I know we've all done it 🤪) It's in those moments that I realize how often I rely on my own strength as her mother, carrying all the burden for her safety, health and well-being on my shoulders, forgetting that she belongs to God. I can do my best to protect her, but at the end of the day, He is the One who provides her each little breath, the One who keeps her heart pumping, and the One who holds all of us in the palm of his hand. So today I'm resting in this truth and trusting in whatever The Lord's will may be — even if I have to ask to be brought back together safely again for my own peace of mind. "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." (Phil. 4:6-7)