Endigar 821
From Courage to Change of March 28;
What happens when I physically hold on tight to something? I turn my head away. I squeeze my eyes shut. My knuckles ache as my fists clench. Fingernails bite into my palms. I exhaust myself. I hurt!
On the other hand, when I trust God to give me what I need, I let go. I face forward. my hands are free for healthy, loving, and enjoyable activities. I find unexpected reserves of energy. My eyes open to see fresh opportunities, many of which have been there all along.
Before I complain about my suffering, I might do well to examine myself. I may be surprised by the amount of pain I can release by simply letting go.
Today’s Reminder
How much can God give me if I am not open to receive? When I hold onto a problem, a fear, or a resentment, I shut myself off to the help that is available to me. I will loosen my grip on something today. I will let go and let God.
“All I had to do was become the least bit willing to open my clutched fist a tiny, grudging bit and miracles happened. That’s God as I understand Him toady.” ~ As We Understood . . .
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What have I done with the gift of open hands? I petted the head of my fat and happy feline friend who displays her satisfaction with life by laying on her back in her roadkill pose. I have texted my children who live lives strong and free. I have those in my intimate sphere, to include my sponsor, that I touch base with as regularly as my sputtering discipline will allow. I do not milk my Higher Power like a cow when I am able to release my fearful demands. I honor the free will of those that surround me. I resist that sense of responsibility to hold my heart in a death grip of martyred control. I inhale and exhale with all the trusting faith that I find available in the rooms and in the faces of those who are also free to invest in others. I listen for the whispers of Lady Liberty, which is the Spirit of my Higher Power.
Daily Reprieve 
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