Sunday, October 9, 2011
31 Days: Letting Go of a Notion
I was a little boy crazy when I was a teenager. Just a tad.
I wasn't popular with the fellas, I didn't date around. But I always had a crush or four. There were a couple that I thought for sure I would marry one day. It all made sense to me. I had "a feeling". Granted, I never went on a single date with any of them, but that didn't stop me from knowing what I knew. And Sarah always backed me up.
I didn't imagine that I would be swept off my feet by a boy two years younger than I, with longish hair and a hoop earring. He brought me daisies after our first date and took me out to Taco Bell and it all felt so different than what had lived for so long in my mind. It felt brand new and glittery and electric because, for one thing, the boy liked me back, and that reality was far more exciting than what I conjured up on empty journal pages or in daydreams.
He was quiet. He didn't command the room. He had an easy way about him and he tracked me down. I hadn't imagined being chased and man, I liked it. So I had to rearrange the furniture of my big ideas, but I didn't mind. He made heaving baggage around seem like a great way to spend a day.
We think we know what we need. We have strong opinions about what it is we're after. But sometimes all it takes is for Jesus to reach down, wrap his hands around our shoulders, and point us toward the South. We hadn't ever even thought of turning around - why would we? But then we do and what we see looks like the sunniest day. It makes the North look downright overcast.
So, you might have your husband now. You might have some children and a home that you love. You might think that all of the big items have been checked off the list and that you're mostly settled into a groove - done. But maybe there's more for you. Maybe there's something over in the West or off to the East a little.
Wherever it is, trust the Sender. Go.
*For the rest of the Letting Go series, click here.