They say that the hardest part of living is giving back what we''ve
been given. Those gifts from God are only yours and mine for a time.
For how many times we have heard that everything is temporary and that the only permanent thing on earth is change...
then how come we cry when we have to
open up our
hands and release what we have been dearly holding on for so
long...?
I did.
I asked why. What''s new with
letting go? Nothing.
Yet it seems like it''s an art that we have to learn and master. And it
would surely take us a long time. How long? First, we have to see, then
we have to understand, we have to experience and lastly to apply what
we have learned. One is a prerequisite of the other...
What we feel is that we don''t need to let go because we think it''s
ours... Mine, mine, mine! Think again. When was that something, or
somebody, became ours? Maybe for some time, for a reason, but forever?
I doubt. Have you got a bag, or shoes or a pillow that you possess
since childhood? Have you got somebody around that has stayed? If so,
are they staying for
life? Like there''s no death...
I once had a favorite shoes, but my feet grew bigger. I let go.
I once had a favorite yellow dress, but the fabric faded out. I let go.
I once had a pet cat, but it died. I let go.
I once had a dream to join Broadway, but i lack height. I let go.
I once had a
good job, but it boxed my skills. I
Let go.
I once had a good relationship, but not yet the best. I let go.
Easy? Of course not. I''m human... of flesh and blood...
To grieve is normal. When you get hurt our instinct tells us to revenge. But later on we simmer down to evaluate things. Suddenly we''re left with no choice but to accept. Finally we thank God...
See, looking at the process, letting go is simply great! You may think I wrote this one for blog''s sake. I didn''t. I learned to let go the hard way... or should I say, the great way!
A job, a friend, a possession, a principle, a feeling, a dream... I did
let go whether it got in the way... or God told me so... And we may
think what''d we get after (again the mine perspective), well, the
lesson. The investment we owe to such an experience. You think it''s
free. No. We pay a price. Yes, let go of the price...
Let go, let God. Such a cliche! As an artist puts it in his song:
Letting go to know the truth
is not so hard to do
it''s the heart that''s got the will
to open up for Him (God) to fill.
Trusting and believing Him is all we have to do
it''s just the heart that''s got to move
for Him to show His love that''s been there
even when we never care.
Take hold of His hand...
Let go and you''ll understand.
Good or bad, let go. No need to struggle in a tug-of-war. We cry
over the pain, yes. But to die is a taboo. Last night I prayed that God
would catch what I threw Him. They are sure safe in His hands. I just
need to be reminded again that God cares. This morning I woke up seemed
breathing the freshest air... Free!
If you think you''re hands are bleeding on holding on too tightly to that which has to be surrendered. Let go.
Then I emptied my hands, laid it open, and what... I''m sure I''ll be able to catch some new things... I''m just waiting.
So, on our mark, ready... Get set... Let go.
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