Sometimes I take inventory of my body and find my jaw clenched, my shoulders tense, my hands balled into fists.

It’s like I’m hanging on for dear life to something slipping through my fingers.

What if I let go?

Let myself be cracked wide open? Let myself melt into rest?

What if—instead of holding on to my expectations—I surrendered them on Your alter and called down Holy Fire?

I won’t tie myself in knots managing that which will burn. There is a worthy, Spirit-led life meant to be lived. It will cost me my flesh in exchange for Your Spirit.

“Don’t be so driven that you can’t be led…”

Unravel me.

I let go of everything else and hang on to You— knowing that whatever is meant for me is hidden in You. If it’s not hidden in You, it’s not meant for me.

I tell the walls to fall and my heart to open.

I remind myself that Your love for me is based on Your goodness, not mine. I remind myself any goodness worth doing will first be a result of believing, not striving.

So I let go. I rest. I believe. I trust.

& Your grace empowers me to do that which I could never accomplish on my own, on my best day.

I let go of my own efforts and make room for Your grace. Not a grace that makes excuses for indulging myself— been there, done that, 0/10 do not recommend.

A grace that empowers holiness; a grace that sets me apart—where my reality is a reflection of the truth that You’ve delivered me unto Yourself.

Holy communion; holy matrimony. A covenant confirmed by Your broken body and shed blood.

So, I tell my shoulders to relax. I let my mouth hang loose, so honest praise can escape my lips. I open my hands to let go and to receive.

You are Life; the only thing that’s real.

“Think about the things of heaven, not the things of earth. For you died to this life, and your real life is hidden with Christ in God. And when Christ, who is your life, is revealed to the whole world, you will share in all his glory.” Colossians 3:2-4 NLT