As my son and I were driving home one day, he started talking again about something that had been bothering him.
At first, I had encouraged him to handle it himself. I thought it was something he could figure out. But as time went on, he kept coming back to it, and I started to realise it was affecting him more than I had understood.
Then in that moment, I looked over and saw tears gathering in his eyes.
They hadn’t even fallen yet. But something in me shifted instantly.
On the outside, I stayed calm. On the inside, I was ready to go to war.
There is something about your child’s pain that awakens something deep in you. You don’t even think — you just move.
I stepped in and dealt with it.
But the real lesson came two days later.
“Imagine how much more…”
I was at the gym when I felt God speak so clearly to me: Look how quickly you were ready to fight over tears forming in your child’s eyes… and you are only an earthly parent. Imagine how much more I will fight for you, My child.
And that stopped me. Because it wasn’t just a thought — it felt like God was showing me something about Himself.
About how He sees me.
About how He responds to me.
About how He fights for me.
And I heard it so clearly in my spirit: “Leave it to Me. I’ll take it from here.”
God is Daddy — Jehovah Nissi
God is not distant. He is Daddy.
And He is also Jehovah Nissi, the Lord my banner — the One who goes before me and fights for me (Exodus 17:15).
The One who covers me.
The One who steps in before I even know I need Him to.
The One who stands between me and what I can’t handle.
Scripture says: “The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” — Exodus 14:14
And again: “If God is for us, who can be against us?” — Romans 8:31
Sometimes I think we forget that.
We carry things we were never meant to carry.
We fight battles God never asked us to fight.
We try to defend ourselves in ways that exhaust us.
But God is saying: Be still. I have got it.
A Different Kind of Rest
I think a lot of us are tired, not because life is heavy…
but because we keep picking up battles that belong to God.
In our minds.
In our emotions.
In situations we can’t control.
And God keeps inviting us back to rest.
Not because He is passive —
but because He is powerful.
He doesn’t need us to fight for ourselves to prove anything.
He is already fighting for us.
Closing Thought
Seeing tears gather in my son’s eyes brought something out of me as a mother I didn’t even have to think about.
And God used that moment to remind me: If I, an imperfect parent, can feel that kind of love and protection…how much more does my Heavenly Father feel it for me.
He is not watching from a distance.
He is involved.
He is present.
And He fights for His own.
Closing Prayer
Father, Thank You that You are not distant, and You are not passive.
Thank You that You fight for me even when I don’t see it.
Teach me to trust You more and to stop carrying battles You never gave me.
Help me to rest in the truth that You go before me, You cover me, and You defend me.
I choose to leave it in Your hands.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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