When you think you have let go and given everything, you find out He has found more you were hiding. Do you feel a sense of security when His hand is on you and He's taking such interest in molding you?
Yes, that interest feels like a unique sort of love. It’s like a slow, intentional peeling of an onion, layer by layer. You peel, you wait, you talk it through, and you let the truth sink in before moving deeper.
There’s a natural discomfort in the peeling, but it always ends in a feathery, quiet peace.
Christ is not a call to greater independence. It is a summons to radical dependence. It is not an invitation to fortify my emotional keep, but to lay down my drawbridge. It does not celebrate the cynical armor I forged in disappointment, but commands me to take it off, piece by painful piece.
All of those years forging my way in the world set me up for a greater struggle to lay down my way in lieu of His. I was taught to be independent and strong because the world would eat me alive if I wasn't.
You are right when you say it's painful now to lay down the puzzle of independence I thought benefited me.
Its been a slow roll to learn that I'm better off in His hands because I'm being built for eternity!
Thank you for reading, Scott. I’m glad it resonated with you in the way that it did. The revelation in this message rung very loudly for me, personally.
Very real and growth-orientated as always! Thank you for this thoughtful analysis.
I reckon I'm pre-GenX yet I resonate with much of what you say. Strange. I wonder if it's as much to do with our upbringing and experience of life as the year we were born?
Whatever the reason, I will take your thoughts about how God can deal with us to heart.
I’m pleased you got something out of it, Ruth. I believe personality traits transcend generational lines. Though I’m Gen X, my parents belong to the Silent Generation because they had children later in life. That distinction set me on a slightly different path than many of my peers whose parents were Boomers. 🙏🏿✝🕊
When you think you have let go and given everything, you find out He has found more you were hiding. Do you feel a sense of security when His hand is on you and He's taking such interest in molding you?
Yes, that interest feels like a unique sort of love. It’s like a slow, intentional peeling of an onion, layer by layer. You peel, you wait, you talk it through, and you let the truth sink in before moving deeper.
There’s a natural discomfort in the peeling, but it always ends in a feathery, quiet peace.
It amazing that’s for sure. The deeper you go the harder it is to turn away from him and disobey. Keeping pressing in brother! 💕
Thank you, my friend. I plan on it. 👍🏿🙏🏿✝🕊
Peace and blessings to you.
This is the paragraph that got me:
Christ is not a call to greater independence. It is a summons to radical dependence. It is not an invitation to fortify my emotional keep, but to lay down my drawbridge. It does not celebrate the cynical armor I forged in disappointment, but commands me to take it off, piece by painful piece.
All of those years forging my way in the world set me up for a greater struggle to lay down my way in lieu of His. I was taught to be independent and strong because the world would eat me alive if I wasn't.
You are right when you say it's painful now to lay down the puzzle of independence I thought benefited me.
Its been a slow roll to learn that I'm better off in His hands because I'm being built for eternity!
Wonderful article as usual! Blessings Your Way 🙏
Thank you for reading, Scott. I’m glad it resonated with you in the way that it did. The revelation in this message rung very loudly for me, personally.
🙏🏿✝🕊
Very real and growth-orientated as always! Thank you for this thoughtful analysis.
I reckon I'm pre-GenX yet I resonate with much of what you say. Strange. I wonder if it's as much to do with our upbringing and experience of life as the year we were born?
Whatever the reason, I will take your thoughts about how God can deal with us to heart.
I’m pleased you got something out of it, Ruth. I believe personality traits transcend generational lines. Though I’m Gen X, my parents belong to the Silent Generation because they had children later in life. That distinction set me on a slightly different path than many of my peers whose parents were Boomers. 🙏🏿✝🕊