Putting it all "Back in the Box"

  A while back in small group we went through a study where the underlining theme was that life is like a board game, when its all over, you put everything back in the box.  It sounds a little high school devo-ish but during the time we were studying this, I went through my down syndrome testing for little Finn and it ended up meaning a lot to me.  I thought I'd share a little about that today.
  I'd like to start by saying that in general, I'm a worrier.  I know that it doesn't help anything but I do it anyways.  I worry about things that matter and even things that don't.  I've worked really hard over the years to let go of those insecurities and have faith that everything is going to be ok, even when it seems its not.  With that said, many also know of our little scare with the down syndrome testing for little Finn a few months ago.  After hearing the news that it was possible for Finn to have down syndrome and actually going into the office to hear the results was 4 days of Jamie-the-worrier.  It was agonizing to think the child I already loved so much might not be "perfect", I worried about the future, his health, and selfishly what my life would be like.  I worried although there was nothing I could do about it.  What I didn't know was that this experience was providing me an opportunity that I'd really never had before in my whole life.  This was an opportunity for me to give this situation up to God.  To completely let go and have faith that no matter what happens, God will take care of me.  Looking back on my life, everything that has happened to me I felt like I could control, at least even a little.  Being faced with this situation put me in a position where the was absolutely NOTHING I could do.  The human being growing inside my body was going to do and be whatever God wanted it to be, no matter how much I worried about it or what I did. 
  Through this, I feel like I have really learned a valuable life lesson about giving my worries up to God.  I also feel like I have been richly blessed by doing so.  The last several months I have felt at complete peace about my Finn and that God has wonderful plans for him and his life.  At the end of the day, all the pieces of my life will go back in the box and what will really matter is that I faithfully followed my God.