Let go. Give back. Surrender. Return. I’ve heard all these instructions. Easy said. Not so easy done.
I let go of the plan given to me. Surrendered it to Him.
Then found it still in my possession.
When I looked more closely, I found what I’d given back was merely a two-dimensional paper ‘blueprint’ of what I thought He’d given me to do.
Wasn’t it supposed to be three-dimensional?
So these pieces in my possession, the ones I was tightly hanging onto, were possibly the fuller picture? The third dimension of the plan? I let go of the piece I’d found in my hands, watching it fall onto the table. But when it landed, I saw it held a shape a bit different from that on the paper I’d first surrendered. Hmmm. Okay. I can adapt.
I looked up, feeling some release.
And found pieces still in my possession.
Huh??
It seemed the more I let go, the more pieces I realized I still held.
There was far more to this project than I had thought. It was changing shape as I returned the pieces. Some pieces even changed colour.
I found that when I had ‘held’ the plan, I thought of it all of one piece. But there were so many more: How many rooms? What shape? Where? When? Layout? Price? Should it be functional? Comfortable? Inviting? Central?
Each piece I let go of began to form a new shape, morphed the image I had had of it into something different – still recognizable in function, but different in form.
Slowly, one given over piece after another, the fuller project took shape.
My anxiety in completing it, in forcing the pieces into my original image, began to ease. As I accepted His direction, trusted His timing, embraced His purpose, the puzzle began to form itself into something more beautiful than I’d expected.
Eventually I expect to see a completed, three-dimensional, fully formed project – with room for flexibility and growth – in place of my more rigid, two-dimensional vision.
Oh, here’s another piece still in my possession.
I let it go so it will find its place in the larger whole.
