The tears burn.
The idea of loosening your grip stings,
but you do it anyway because you know you have to.
You allow your hands to open slowly and then you do it.
You let go.
There is pain in the release,
but there is also joy.
Joy in knowing what is coming.
Joy in knowing that if God called you to release something,
even something that He has previously blessed you with,
it’s because something greater is coming.
Something else is waiting for you.
And while it’s never easy to do,
acknowledging that your hands have formed tight little fists
around ideas, people or possessions
is the first step in letting something go.
One can’t loosen his or her grip on something
if the grip is unrealized.
And as soon as we extend our fingers
and open our hands
we are letting it be known that we are ready.
Ready to be filled.
Ready to move forward.
Ready to claim our futures,
futures that are blazing with promise
because our hands are open
and we are ready.
Our hands are no longer balled into little fists
because we know fists can’t be filled.
Our hands are empty
but we don’t look at the empty space with sorrow,
we look at our empty hands with joy and expectation,
knowing that here,
in this exact moment,
is precisely when God will fill us.
A new year is upon us
and we are in the perfect place
to enter this time with fresh outlooks.
Renew your heart by focusing on how you can love deeper.
Renew your mind by focusing on what truly matters.
Renew your soul by taking inventory of life’s blessings.
Open your hands.
Open your heart.
Open your mind.
Leave the past behind you
and start anew
because the best is yet to come.