Letting go

I can definitely see my life in seasons. And the season that I'm in right now is Winter. All seems dead underneath a fresh blanket of snow but there are signs of hope quietly making its way to the surface. I don't look at life through rose colored glasses rather I'm looking in the review mirror at what I left behind. And sometimes I question more than I believe. There are a lot of things I regret but its the letting go that makes me free of burden. My past propells me toward the future and I can only hope until my faith returns with Spring.



This year, the twins will start school and my heart aches to let them go. But they are as well as all my children, blessings. I don't want them to know fear, hatred, jealousy, pain, and all the bad stuff I can remember from kindergarten. But God continues to teach me that its in the "letting go" that they will grow and mature and learn things I can never teach them. I have to burst the bubble they have been in and trust that God will be all they need. I've given them roots to grow, now I have to give them wings to fly. Its one thing to know it in my heart and its another to know it in my mind. God continually reminds me that He is in control, He will take care of me and all that concerns me and I love that about Him! I can sit and stew over nothing until I'm consumed with everything and become psycho chick. But after I crawl into God's lap and rest my head on his chest, breathe in and out, then and only then can I let go.