I Have A Lot to Give... Up

Well it's me again.
I'm trying to develop this blogging habit again. It's a lot tougher than I thought it would be to get back into it.
For some reason, when life got a little more even keeled, I stopped coming here and putting things down.
Here I am again.  Trying to sift through life. Trying to get back where I  have been.
And I realized something pretty key a few days ago.

I stopped listening.
It's not that God didn't have anything to say. But I really, really didn't want to hear it.

As long as I felt that God was doing what I wanted, what I expected, I was all on board.
That even went for those years when I desperately cried out to God for pretty major things - healing - husband - life. I knew, for the most part, where we were going.

Somehow I've let my mind slip away from the moments where He just came down. I wanted to listen. Ok, I sort-of wanted to listen. I mostly wanted to have my own way.

It does not work that way.

The more I insist on God fitting my plans, the farther away I get from the path that He is marking out for me.

Tonight I am admitting something publicly.  Well blogl-y? Is that a word? No? It is now!

I have a lot of things that I have picked back up over the last two years that I need to give up.

I need to give up:
My desire to know the path ahead.
My "control" or my desire to control.
My fear that He doesn't hear me.
My fear that He doesn't really understand what I need.
My small understanding of the plans that He has for me.
Me.

True freedom in this season, where the storm of not knowing is raging out of control, will only come when I let go of the things I am trusting to anchor me.

Freedom will come only when I open my hands, let the sails fly, and let Him take me... take us on the wild an unruly path that He knew from day one.

I know I can trust Him.

Honesty?
I'm scared.
But I'm ready.

Giving up,
Gina