He’s the Guard
- Ann L. Coker
- Jan 4, 2016
- 1 min read

“LORD, you alone are my inheritance, my cup of blessing.
You guard all that is mine.”
Psalm 16:5
• My adult son met me in the kitchen and hoisted himself onto the counter. Turning to him, I asked, “What about your wife? And the boys?” “She’s not going with me, Mom. It’s her decision.” He gripped the counter top, looked down at the floor, and continued, “God help me, the boys have to understand how I feel.” “All right,” I said. But it wasn’t. The following two weeks were difficult, as if the low limbs of our family tree had been cut off with no way to climb up. My talks with God had no spiritual put-ons: “This is not supposed to happen in our family!” I had to reach a point of realization: I could not guard my son’s family from life’s inevitable hurts. I had to give them over to the Guardian of all that is mine—until I inherit all that is His. In our heavenly home, all will be well, all will be peace.
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