You hold me. You keep me steady in seasons of waiting. You keep me trusting in seasons of struggle. You keep me hoping in seasons of confusion. I thank you, God, for holding me in all these times, and for holding all my questions…
So many questions…
Please teach me, God, to breathe in your peace when all seems uncertain, and to exhale anxiety when all feels unknown. With your renewing fingers, stretch and mold my spirit to a fresh flexibility and grace.
I hear once again your call to hold my life with open hands. To realize I’m not as in control as I want to be. I can plan, prepare, hope, and pray, but sometimes, surprises blindside me.
I try to make things go my way, but sometimes, they don’t.
I work to change people I love, but sometimes, they won’t.
I do my very best and work my very hardest, but sometimes, it’s still not enough for what I want.
And so, dear God, I open my hands in release, letting all that I am and all that I hold float up into the loving hands you stretch out toward me.
I breathe in your peace, and as I exhale, I unclench my fists…releasing control, trusting your promises.
In your trustworthy name, Jesus. Amen.