by Christina Hubbard
Wearily, I write this on a Thursday night. At 9:45 A.M. my phone was full up with demands having nothing to do with today. The world wants so much from us.
We don’t have to give it all to everyone around us. I say, we MUST not. We can give it to the Lord. This is not easy talk, kitschy churchy bandaids, glossing over hard things.
Surrender is an effort for some of us. It’s a mindshift, a tension of handing over our hearts in trust.
Wouldn’t it go better if we stopped pushing through, proving to ourselves and whoever else we think is watching?
We know it, deep in our bones and boies, in our hands as they type, our legs as they run, our mind as it races, our heart as it pounds so loudly the walls reverberate with its beating.
We know God cares for us. We know He loves our need. Our dependency on Him—this weakness we’ve tricked ourselves into thinking isn’t cool—it doesn’t mean we dont serve or pour ourselves our in sacrifice and love as Christ Himself. It means our whole being is His—every desire, action, strength, weakness, and text message. Every fail, fumble, and fall-apart.
Every thing we did not get done. Every thing we will every do. All of it, His.
We don’t have to do one more thing to show the world what we’re made of.Tweet This
In our time, our energy, and yes, most definitely, our sanity, we try to let go.
Love from a Fellow Creative
Throughout my life, I have struggled with not feeling good enough. A few years ago, God spoke to me through this verse.
I can’t tell you how much I long for you to enter into this wide-open spacious life. We didn’t fence you in. The smallness you feels comes from within you. Your lives aren’t small but you’re living in a small way. I’m speaking as plainly as I can and with great affection. Open up your lives. Live openly and expansively. –2 Corinthians 6: 11-13 MSG
My creative wrestling always comes back to feeling inadequate, but I know deep down God does not feel that way about me, or you. His love for us is expansive. His desire to use our creativity for his glory is deep, wide and long.
He stood me up in an open field; I stood there saved-surprised to be loved. –Psalm 18:19 MSG
—Lisa Van Engen, writer. LisaVanEngen.com