Let Me Be the Daddy

  I was reading a blog post the other day called, "Let Me Be the Mommy" (sorry, i cant remember the blog, it's one that one of my friends had shared on Facebook the other day).  In her post, the author was telling how she dealt with her young children's  squabbles and worries, telling them, "Let me be the mommy," to remind them that she is in charge and to let her handle the problem for them.   As I was reading, I thought of it from the perspective of a mommy/nanny to a six year old. Could I use this with Ary?   
  Today, however,  as I'm feeling very much overwhelmed, tired, and just plain worn out by all that I'm facing in my life right now, I was thinking about that blog post again.  Only this time God changed my perspective with a whisper to my heart, "Who's in charge here? Won't you stop fighting and worrying and let Me handle your problems and troubles? Won't you let Me be the Daddy?"  
I stopped in my tracks ( literally, I'm out walking).  I find myself completely overwhelmed by this "new" thought.   I don't have to handle anything.  I don't have to cope, I don't have to worry, I don't have to fix anything. I have a Father who is bigger, stronger, much more capable than I to take care of everything for me.  I just have to let go, step back, and let Him handle it.  He won't force me to let Him, He waits patiently for me to come to my senses and give it all to Him. But He is there, right there in the middle of it all, wanting to take all my troubles and worries, to fight all my battles, if only I will give them to Him and let Him be the Daddy.