I remember the fall, watching the tree in my backyard drop its leaves.
I love the lessons of that time of year.
I love nature doing what is natural.
I love watching winter do its job.
I don’t love this same “act” in my own life.
This act of letting go… of things I love.
The season of winter.
I’m not always sure why I have to do that.
It’s the season which magnifies how really out of control I am.
The Lord adds His quiet voice to this process of letting go – He has taken the fear out of it for me.
He adds, “Let go to Me, Terri.”
That thing I’m clinging to… isn’t really gone, it’s put into the hands of the One Who gives His life to it
in a way that keeps it safe from my worship and control.
My control that doesn’t have the ability to let it grow bigger than my own imaginations.
He then takes it and His fingerprints are all over it
He rewards what only faith can create – a smile on His face and my release,
which sets me free to see His reality in my little world.
Spring is in blossom!!
Father in heaven, as much as I can, I let go of the people, things, and ideas that I think I can manage better than You. Thank You for sending Jesus to love me and help me let go to Your abundant love.
