Simply a punctuation mark. That little guy has a lot of power, the period. He ends sentences. Something I’m really bad at. Even if you’re grammatically challenged, I’m sure you understand the meaning of a run on sentence. It goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. A lot of things in my life seem to go that way. My blog writing, (I have 21 unfinished drafts. 21.), my food cravings, my level of procrastination, and my consistent promises that, “I’ll stop trying to control everything in my life.”
These things just keep going and it is evident that changing them takes a lot of work.
One that persistently hangs over my head is “Let go and.” Waiting for the big finish, right? Me too. It feels like I am waiting for some big victory. I am waiting for things to all start going my way. I am waiting for real happiness. The problem with that mindset is the very thing I’m doing. I am just waiting. Nothing else, really. I look busy because I fill my time with a lot of things. I’m just not filling my heart with anything.
I just need to stop waiting. I need to end the sentence.
This sentence. Let go and let God.
In the Bible, the book of Proverbs provides some wisdom for naive Christians, like myself. Proverbs 3:5-6 reads, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.” I heard it in May of 2016 and will never forget the impact it had on my life.
Reading that verse is difficult to swallow. When I first accepted Christ into my life, I thought I had finally found the answer to every problem. I would never face a problem again. I got this idea burned in my head that I didn’t need God all of the time. I assumed, “I like to plan things out and as long as I don’t do anything too stupid I’ll be okay.” Man, was I wrong.
Trusting God felt like it was only something I had to do when things were going well. That’s when it felt like He was there. When life hurt and all I wanted to do was cry, that’s exactly what I did. It didn’t feel like God was actually beside me because I felt completely alone. I did not understand why that feeling was there, but it sparked a desire for God’s love. He works in weird ways, people.
Finishing this sentence is something I am still working on. Handing my planner to God is a scary, scary thought but there is a great future ahead. I am not capable of predicting what He has in store but-
It’s time I let go and let God.