A couple months ago I wrote about learning to be still and letting go. Since writing that post, God has been teaching me a little about what letting go means.
Letting go means taking my burdens and my need to carry the hurts of the world off my shoulders and handing them over to God.
Letting go means surrendering any delusion of control.
Letting go does not mean loving any less.
Letting go does not mean my heart breaking any less for the things that break the heart of God.
Letting go does not make my heart hurt any less for a hurting world.
I have stopped trying to make my own way and my own plans for Zimbabwe. But my love for the people there has not dwindled in the least.
If anything, my dreams of Zimbabwe have multiplied. Not dreams of me in anyway fullfilling their needs. Not goals of things to accomplish. But actual dreams, nearly every night, where God blesses me with life-like moments spent just being there with people I love and miss.
At this point, I don't know if or when I'll get to go there again, but I do know that I have family in Zimbabwe, and I will always have family in Zimbabwe. And because their stories are now part of mine, I will continue to share them here, with the hope that you can learn a little more about life and love from them, just as I have.
Letting go means taking my burdens and my need to carry the hurts of the world off my shoulders and handing them over to God.
Letting go means surrendering any delusion of control.
Letting go does not mean loving any less.
Letting go does not mean my heart breaking any less for the things that break the heart of God.
Letting go does not make my heart hurt any less for a hurting world.
I have stopped trying to make my own way and my own plans for Zimbabwe. But my love for the people there has not dwindled in the least.
If anything, my dreams of Zimbabwe have multiplied. Not dreams of me in anyway fullfilling their needs. Not goals of things to accomplish. But actual dreams, nearly every night, where God blesses me with life-like moments spent just being there with people I love and miss.
At this point, I don't know if or when I'll get to go there again, but I do know that I have family in Zimbabwe, and I will always have family in Zimbabwe. And because their stories are now part of mine, I will continue to share them here, with the hope that you can learn a little more about life and love from them, just as I have.
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1 comment:
"Letting go" is a lesson I really need to learn. It's neat seeing how God is teaching you this lesson in such a tender way. :)
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