I don’t know if ya’ll knew
this, but letting go is kind of hard to do. 🙂 No, I know you know
this. Everyone knows this. But originally, whenever I thought about
letting go being hard to do, I always attached it to letting go of a
person or a past event or a burden in my life…
this, but letting go is kind of hard to do. 🙂 No, I know you know
this. Everyone knows this. But originally, whenever I thought about
letting go being hard to do, I always attached it to letting go of a
person or a past event or a burden in my life…
I’ve
never considered myself to be very materialistic. But after last night,
I had to recheck my heart. I’m having a yard sale fundraiser this
Saturday, and last night I went through my own closet to get rid of
stuff. And it shocked me to be going through shirts and pants and
passing them up, thinking, No, I can’t get rid of that one! I
was like, what’s wrong with me?! It’s just stuff! So I went back
through them all and prayed over almost every piece of clothing that I
was having a hard time letting go of, and if I felt God say get rid of
it, I’d toss it into the sale pile.
never considered myself to be very materialistic. But after last night,
I had to recheck my heart. I’m having a yard sale fundraiser this
Saturday, and last night I went through my own closet to get rid of
stuff. And it shocked me to be going through shirts and pants and
passing them up, thinking, No, I can’t get rid of that one! I
was like, what’s wrong with me?! It’s just stuff! So I went back
through them all and prayed over almost every piece of clothing that I
was having a hard time letting go of, and if I felt God say get rid of
it, I’d toss it into the sale pile.
I started to notice after a
few minutes of doing this that an overwhelming feeling of giddiness and
freedom was coming over me. With almost every article of clothing,
there were memories attached to it that I hadn’t realized were there.
As I would pray over each piece, the memories would flash across my
mind of who I was when I bought it and wore it, and I was brought to
tears a few times because all I could think was…I’m not that girl anymore….I’m not that girl anymore!! Oh Lord, look where You’ve brought me from!
There were also times throughout this that I felt like I needed to
grieve. Particular shirts and skirts made me so sad to remember who I
was when I wore them, and how I had idolized my body and the obsession
with the perfection of it. Again I thought to myself….Oh Lord, look
how far we’ve come together. I had to stop and worship and cry and
stand in awe of Him.
few minutes of doing this that an overwhelming feeling of giddiness and
freedom was coming over me. With almost every article of clothing,
there were memories attached to it that I hadn’t realized were there.
As I would pray over each piece, the memories would flash across my
mind of who I was when I bought it and wore it, and I was brought to
tears a few times because all I could think was…I’m not that girl anymore….I’m not that girl anymore!! Oh Lord, look where You’ve brought me from!
There were also times throughout this that I felt like I needed to
grieve. Particular shirts and skirts made me so sad to remember who I
was when I wore them, and how I had idolized my body and the obsession
with the perfection of it. Again I thought to myself….Oh Lord, look
how far we’ve come together. I had to stop and worship and cry and
stand in awe of Him.
As I was cleaning, I found my
old cell phone. I turned it on and started going through all the texts
that were still on it. And it completely blew me away to read beautiful
amazing texts that displayed how much I was loved and how God had taken
care of me through different relationships throughout the hardest time
of my life. Again, I had to stop. This time, I just laughed and praised
God. All the time I had doubted Him and His plan, and all the time I
was convinced that I was alone and shamed and unloved…..I was so
wrong. Satan is a liar, and I refuse to believe him anymore.
I am new and whole and my closet is cleaned out. Physically but most
importantly, spiritually. What an incredible, glorious God!
