As I stare at the aisles of believers all singing in unison to the praises of God, with anticipation in their hearts and heaviness in their eyes, I begin to surrender.
I surrender emotionally.
Physically.
But mostly, spiritually.
I can beat myself up and listen to the enemy routinely, but when it comes to loving myself and listening to God, you might as well pull up a chair and grab a magazine.
I need to listen to the truth and filter out the lies.
I need to stop focusing on the hurt people do and start seeing the love they do.
I need to let go of past deception and see a fresh plate.
And I need to not forget that relying on humans for happiness is about as useless as a fruit basket.
-M
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