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The Art of Letting Go
I want to look into the eyes of Jesus & want Him more than I want anything.
& even if I am left with nothing, if I am stripped of all hope & promises, if I just have Him, then I am wholly satisfied.
I want to love God with all that I have, though it may not be much, & though it may cost me everything.
I want to fight for You, till the ends of the earth, I want to fight for You. Not for Your promises, not for Your blessings, not for the things You can offer me, but You & You alone- the presence that sustains me for eternity.
& although right now it hurts to let go, I want to trust You enough, Daddy, to give it up.
Dreaming with God
It wasn't that God was giving me a greater destiny according to how faithful I was.
Someone needed to grasp hold of His dream in order to claim it as their own, & I was simply the one who said yes.
I hadn't earned my destiny, God had gifted me with one from the very beginning.
I didn't deserve it, & I most definitely wasn't more qualified than anyone else around me.
& if I had chosen to walk away, my destiny would not have changed.