The moon looked like a balloon the other day, and inspired me a bit.
Sometimes,
I get a little possessive of my gifts,
my dreams,
my ideas,
my plans,
and I fail to enjoy the fruit of what could be done because I’m enjoying the prospects too much.
I must let go.
The fruit of every seed needs to be harvested at some point, or it will die on the vine.
I need to stop clutching my ideas.
I need to stop dreaming about what my talents can do.
I need to start dreaming about what the wisdom of the Creator can do,
If I allow the work that only He can establish,
to wind through my fingers
and fly.
I like the shape of these words. It’s pointing somewhere. It distills down to something pointed and direct, and pointy things can sometimes prod us forward into action.
This is so true. Letting go is hard but He is trustworthy and faithful.
Christy, I like that so much. We need more pointy words.