Moving

I let it go
I'm moving on
The weight is off of my shoulders
and now I cannot express the amount of relief that I feel.

Carrying the load of someone else's stuff is way too stressful.
It is an illusion that being in control works.
Too much of me invested in what - in the end - is not going to give a return.
Not that everything needs to be invested in based on the return.
But somewhere along the way one needs to evaluate things.
If I give and give and I do not receive then something is wrong.
And as painful as it is to let go, or even consider letting go, it is in the end, necessary.

My life must move forward.
I cannot change if I remain where I am.
I don't think that I can even help others if I do not change for the better.

Jesus said that he came to divide.
Because of His love setting me free, I am able to see clearly what I must let go of, and who I must let go of, in order to walk in that freedom.
Yes it is painful, and sad.
Knowing how much he loves me gives me the strength to walk towards him rather than staying in the muck and mire of a life of stagnation.

And so
I let go
I'm moving on
figuratively
emotionally
physically
and I am grasping onto Jesus
more and more.

Joshua 1:9 

9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.”