Satan's sifting

I remember driving home that day...well, I remember before I drove home. You've heard the expression "wailing and gnashing of teeth"?  It was the first time I lost it.  It was in the parking lot at my job. I screamed at God that I could not take anymore.  I cast Satan out...he needed to leave us alone. I couldn't drive home until the sobbing had subsided.  It was one of many times I have realized how really close we are to animals.  That momma bear in any parent whose child is being hurt, tested. Stop playing with my babies...momma doesn't respond well when her babies are threatened.  I was ANGRY and 100% dependent.  My daughter was in His hands.  Really, and only after years of walking through trials, I have realized that they were never really my children to begin with.  They belong to Him.  And as much as it was breaking my heart that they hurt, He was hurting along with them.  I also have realized that if ANYONE understands the pain of a parent whose child is being hurt, God does; for He sent His own Son to be hung on a cross and suffer unimaginable pain.  Who better for me to put my trust in and depend on?!