A little jar of candy often sits on the counter at work. The narrow rim of the jar is tricky. It looks like a hand would fit in perfectly, and it does. But once those greedy fingers have grasped the M&Ms, jelly beans, or Kisses within, the hand won’t budge. The narrow rim, once a seductive portal to sweets, now clamps close around the wrist.
One yank, two. Centimeters of progress aren’t a quick enough solution. As the fingers release one candy, then two, then a few more, the grip of the rim loosens and the hand escapes.
Freedom doesn’t come until we let go. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I need to let go of to take hold of more of God. Pride? Striving? Worry? All of the above? My biggest struggle is worry and it reflects poorly on my faith in my Savior.
So today, I’m not worrying about it. I’m not worrying about spending more money on goat kefir than on books (a travesty!), I’m not worrying about whether or not I’m boring, I’m not worrying about abandoning running for the time being, I’m not worrying about not putting on sunscreen every day, and I’m not worrying about how bad worrying is for me.
What do you want to let go of?