The distinction between moving on and giving up is a hard one to grasp. Moving on is a part of life, but giving up, in my mind, equates failure. Our society is one that frowns upon failure, yet what about the times when success is dependent on the very act of giving something up? Not quitting or refusing to try, but realizing that life could hold so much more. That if we can simply give up, then God will present us with something better than imaginable right around the corner. I have begun to wonder if giving up is not actually the hardest part but, in fact, knowing when to give up is. Knowing when to step aside, stand back, and relinquish control takes grace and strength. Knowing when to swallow my own pride and realize that my plans are not greater than the Lord's, that my ways can never win over His. My stubbornness and my own plans too often win over my knowledge of what is best and necessary. I am rarely willing to face the fact that giving up is exactly what needs to be done. I am oftentimes incapable of seeing that to give up is not to fail but is, in fact, a willingness to surrender and a bravery to face change and the unknown.
Isaiah 55:8,9
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts."
No comments:
Post a Comment