Freedom

Surrendering our problems, our fears and doubts is a tough thing to do sometimes. To let go and let God move isn't always natural for us.  To let go and let God begin to refine us and make us new can be scary.  It's hard because the refining process is so difficult to walk through most of the time.  It challenges us to see problems, people, and situations the way God does.  It allows us to see these things without our emotions fogging up our view.  We all have to do it at some point if we want to experience the freedom God can bring us from all of our junk.  Even when it goes against everything in our being to hang on, you must let go.  I know that there is someone out there going through a season of surrender.  This season is exceptionally hard as you want to have complete control.  You don't want to loosen your grip.  You are thinking that you can do it all on your own.  That you can do it in your strength.  

But I'm here to tell you, the best decision I ever made was to let go and let God.  It took me many years to totally loosen my grip on a particular area.  But once I did, the freedom that came rushing into my life is indescribable.  This is truly a season of surrender for me.  A season of new beginnings and of growth.  A season of refinement and truth.  I have been holding on to part of my story for about ten years.  For so long I thought if I could just forget about the things that happened they would just go away.  Instead, it would continue to show up unexpectedly in certain situations and cause me to react differently than I should have.  It caused me to keep the walls of anger and hurt and embarrassment and fear up so high that nobody could get in.  Not even God.


By letting go and letting God, it allowed Him to move freely in all areas of my life in ways that I never could imagine. I let go of the bondage from my past, and in return, God gave me freedom from it all.  For the first time in my life, I am truly free from the bondage that has kept me tied down for so long.  It's allowed Him to refine me in those areas that needed work.  It's allowed Him to heal the things inside me that I wanted to keep hidden out of fear.  But the most important thing that letting go and letting God did for me was, it allowed me to finally see the truth.

God lifted me out of the pit and planted my feet here, high up on the rock.  Do you want to experience  freedom too?  Do you want to be free from the bondage of your past?  Are ready to let go and let God?


He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. -Psalm 40:2

Popular posts from this blog

Thank You, God, for Making Me a Mom

Looking back on my life, when I was just a small girl, I dreamt of becoming a mother one day. Being a mom was the only thing I wanted to be when I grew up.  I didn't have aspirations to be a doctor or a lawyer or a teacher.  I simply wanted to be a mom.  So today, I am so thankful to my God.  He is the one who allowed my childhood dream of motherhood to come true. I am truly humbled that he picked me to be Cody and Owen's mommy. I come from a lineage of women who set the perfect example of what it is to be a great mom. The love of a mother is endless, as my mom, continues to show me even as I am an adult and have children of my own.   Today is the day we celebrate our moms and all of their hard work.  To show our appreciation to the one who has cared for us and loved us from day one.  As I celebrate my mother and all she continues to do, I am also reflecting upon my God.  What a mighty God we serve.  It's because of His blessin...
Read more

Joy in the Face Of

Living with joy in the face of… I didn’t just wake up with joy one day.  I couldn’t feel it and I didn’t want it.  All I wanted was what my heart wanted and that’s all I could see.  The truth is, living with joy in the face of seems almost impossible, right; at least when you’re in the thick of it.  That is what I thought when this parental alienation started.  When I went from being able to speak to my children and hold them in my arms to nothing, I thought this was what would break me and snuff out my light.   But here I am, twenty-one months later, and I’m living with joy in the face of.  What I didn’t know in the beginning of it all was that the pain I felt combined with the joy I would soon allow to consume me, would work together in a way that even I can’t fathom just yet.  The two, would catapult my faith to a place it needed to go in order to see a perspective I couldn’t yet see.   The pain and joy working together trans...
Read more
Reflection—I’ve been on a journey through it lately.  Of moments gone, of things I wish I would have; of wondering how despite the… Reflection always teaches me something about life.  It teaches me something I may have overlooked or maybe refused to acknowledge in the face of.  It helps me to see things in a way I need to in order to clearly see. Reflecting has a funny way of showing me what is when what I’m looking at is upside down and maybe a little blurry.  Almost always pointing back to the direction of my thinking in the face of, and what I can change for what’s to come.   I’m thankful for what a little reflection can do for me.  Taking the blurry parts and making them crystal clear.  God always shows up in moments I least expect—but in moments when He knows I’ll hear him the loudest.  It’s in the middle of all the blurry parts of life, I need a little perspective.  And today, it took the dead of winter and an ice storm to ...
Read more