Letting go is scary |
He took the child by the hand and said to her, “Little girl, I say to you, arise!”
What?
Look at the miracle itself.
Lord, you are taking me by the hand and asking me or telling me to rise. You are saving me from the death that has consumed me for so long. You are holding out your hand to me and I am refusing to take it. Why Lord, why am I refusing?
Trust, you don’t trust. You are still afraid to let go of what is holding you down. You know it has a hold on you, but you are afraid of the unknown. You have to let go of the ‘known” to receive the unknown. The unknown is life, a life you have never allowed yourself to have, a life I want to give you. My heart aches for you, the pain that you hold on to. When will you allow me to hold you, guide you, love you and take care of you?
Lord, I want it now but the fear is still stronger. Help me let it go. I am holding on so tight that my knuckles are white. Lord you have permission to pry it out of my hands if that is what it takes.
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