Thy Will Be Done

By: Megan Miller
April 27, 2017

“Don’t be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him. This, then, is how you should pray: ‘Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.”   (Matthew 6:8-13)

My husband and I share a car during spring training. We only bring one until we know where he is playing. It’s fun to take him to and from the field and spend that extra time together, but on cut days it’s different.

The last three weeks have had a cut day, and on those days my husband asks me to wait in the parking lot until he gives me an “I’m good.” I understand…it can be hard enough to be cut, but then to have to wait for your wife…brutal.

Every time this is happening, I turn the corner for the clubhouse and make eye contact with the clubbies who are waiting to hand the men their garbage bag of belongings and see them out. My mind just starts to race. I go through scenario after scenario all the while playing some sort of game of faith in my mind… “Lord I trust you…but please don’t cut him.” “It’s fine if you cut him, God, he just earned his degree, we have networks and savings, we will be okay.” “Will he ever play again? Where will we live? Will we have to move in with our parents?” See it’s one thing to say you trust God, but He reveals a lot of my heart in those 5 minutes of waiting to hear if my husband is still employed.

But today was different. It’s like I’m Peter, and God has given me three chances to tell him I love Him. On the drive to the field, my husband made some nervous jokes about our plans for the day he collects his stuff. Instead of going along with the joke or refusing to let him go there, I just looked my husband in the eye at the red light and said, “God’s will be done. I surrender it all.”

He kind of took a deep breath and said, “God’s will be done. It’s all because of Him anyway.” And just like that it didn’t feel heavy anymore. God’s will be done…a public audible declaration that His will for my husband’s career is written and we just get to watch it unfold. It may have taken us a month to get here, but it’s like those 40 days in the desert where Jesus is refining us, preparing us for the season ahead so we can be in a place where we only depend on Him. The only person who knows exactly how our future will play out is Jesus, so we need to talk to Him about it and go to Him for comfort. Baseball is ridiculously unpredictable, but what an incredible opportunity it is to trust God, seek Him, and rejoice in His mercy and kindness when I get that text, “I’m good, Meg.”