Letting go feels like a surrender of strength, but it actually requires strength.
My Bible this weekend has been opened to Psalms 127-132 page, and 131 caught my eye, standing out by being shorter than its surrounders:
Lord, my heart is not proud;
my eyes are not haughty.
I do not get involved with things
too great or too difficult for me.
Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself
like a little weaned child with its mother;
I am like a little child.
Israel, put your hope in the Lord
both now and forever. (Psalm 131:1-3 HCSB)
It seems as if the Psalmist is refusing to let his eyes get above his pay grade. As if there are matters beyond his rightful contemplation, things he just can’t grasp – and as if there is a holiness in refusing to try.
Only those who trust God, who trust his machinations behind the “curtain” of reality as it were, who trust him to keep…
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