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My children are past the age of getting up in the middle of the night and coming into our bedroom. But I remember one night when one of my children came into our bedroom crying over a terrifying dream. I still remember that dream because it frightened me too.

The dream was my child running in the hallways at school from a man with a gun. It was frightening, and I did my best to comfort and reassure in the middle of the night that it was just a dream and not reality. I prayed for my child, and despite my poor ability for being able to memorize scriptures, I managed to think of the verse in 2 Timothy 1:7, For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. I explained that God has the power to calm all our fears even our nightmares. We can rest in that comfort.

I went back to bed but with a little check of fear in my own heart. “God, don’t ever let that nightmare become a reality for my children,” I prayed.

This past Monday we awoke to the news of the massacre in Las Vegas. A madman with a gun and people running for their lives, but this was not a dream. This was a reality.

That tragic event put fear in my heart as a parent. Our world’s realities are nightmares come true.

My kids are the generation that has grown up with Lock and Hide drills at school of the possibility of an active shooter. Music concerts that are celebratory events are now potential target audiences for violence. The week before, my daughter attended a country music concert. Fear set in, again. “I can’t let her go to another concert. It’s too dangerous,” I thought.

Jason Aldean was the country music singer who was on stage that night in Las Vegas. He saw the massacre unfold right in front of him. “This world is becoming the kind of place I am afraid to raise my children in,” he wrote after the tragedy.

I get it. I can relate as a parent to his fears. How do we parent in a society where we have to constantly fear for our children’s safety? A place where my child’s frightening dream has been a reality for people around the world.

As I watched the unbelievable tragedy on the news, fear started to take hold of me. And then I was reminded of that one particular night of my own reassuring words and the scripture.

God has not given ME a spirit of fear.

I prayed, and I let that Bible verse seep into my heart and I not only found comfort but joy. Isn’t that just like God to not only comfort us but exchange our fear for joy?

As a follower of Christ, I am a child of God. Just like my child, who came into our bedroom seeking comfort for their fears, I found comfort from God. I do know that fear can be a powerful emotion that can hold people captive. But we are not slaves to fear. In all the uncertainty of this world- in the violence and tragic events that seem to unfold before us every day- there is God. He’s there comforting us and reminding us there is joy and peace in uncertainty. That joy and peace can only be explained because I take refuge in God’s promises. I know without a shadow of a doubt that whatever happens to my children or me, we are safe in His arms.

It’s the reason why I can send my children to school each day. It’s the reason I can let my child go to a concert or experience all life’s celebratory events without fear. It’s God.

It is also important as a parent to model my faith and security in Christ in front of my children, especially when tragic events take place. I cannot let fear take hold of my heart. My reaction to tragedy in front of my children reflects my faith or lack of faith in God. And I know in whom I trust. I am a child of God. If I live that out, so will they.

I want my children to understand that whether it’s a bad dream or a real-life event, that there is hope and peace in living for Christ. They are not slaves to fear. I want them to live in that freedom and find joy amidst all life’s uncertainties.

I read that the Bible quotes “do not fear” 365 times. That’s one for each day of the year. I’ll take it and try to rest in that command each day. I will not be afraid.

God reminded me this week that I have no fear in raising my children because God does not give US a spirit of fear. In a world where we have no control over evil, God is still the giver of peace. He will speak joy into our hearts even in tragedy. We can rest in that comfort.


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. – Isaiah 41:10







     I don’t remember all the details because I was very young but it was tragic enough for me to remember the trauma. It was at an amusement park and it looked like an easy ride that I would enjoy. To my surprise, the ride was fast and it went upside down and my mouth hit the bar so hard that I started to bleed. I wanted off that ride but it seemed like forever till it came to a stop. To this day I refuse to get on a ride that goes upside down. Okay, so maybe I took to the extreme because of a slightly traumatic incident but that is what happens when you feel you have no control over a life experience.

            Lately, I have felt the same way regarding bringing up my children in this world. There is a utopian world that I want my children to live in. I want it to be like a ride that will be fun and easy and they will thoroughly enjoy. When they are very young it is easy to control this perfect world for them because their Dad and I are mostly in control. However, the older they get and the more life they experience away from us, the ride starts to move faster and we are not as in control of their circumstances. This is when it gets tricky for me as a parent. I am constantly weighing what do I let in and shield away from my children. I have always held on to the motto that it is unhealthy to shield my children from the world around them. However, sometimes as I watch life around me all I want to do is to yell, “Stop! My kids are getting off this crazy ride.”

            I think every generation complains that their children are bombarded with experiences that they didn’t have to deal with when they were young. Just take a look at television over the years and see how much life has changed. Our world is different and changing and not for the better. Our children are growing up faster and being exposed to things at an earlier age. I still believe that I cannot shield my kids from the world. However, it is my job as a parent to weigh exactly how much world they should get and at what stage of their life. There are things that my children should not watch on television and movies or read in books until they are more mature and emotionally ready. My job as their parent is to decipher how much world they are ready for. Our society is throwing adult rated material too early out to our kids and I am going to shield my children from it until I feel they are ready.

            As a parent, my job is to protect and shield for a time. They will be out in the world soon enough and will have to decide for themselves how to navigate in this crazy world. God has entrusted my children to me to mold and to demonstrate to them how to live as a Christian in a sinful world. This doesn’t mean I hide them from the world around me but it means I am their best example of a life lived in this ride of life. I might be able to refuse going on a ride that goes upside down because I once had an unexpected and painful life experience. However, I don’t have that same option as a parent. My kids are on this ride of life whether I like it or not.  I am asking God to help me navigate them through it the best I can.  My children really don’t belong to me, they are God’s and I am asking Him to be in control of each of their lives.