“It hurts when God has to pry things out of our hands.” Corrie Ten Boom.
Last month, when I was in Illinois working at Hearts at Home with Share HIS Story, I had the opportunity to visit a very dear young woman in my life. I met Marci years ago, when I was working for Memories Expo and I hired her to be a Regional Director for Memories Community Scrapbook Association. Marci and I immediately connected as Christian Believers and became very good friends. We traveled across the United States together working in the Scrapbooking Industry as well as sharing our hearts and lives. When Reminders of Faith was started, Marci wrote one of our books, Passing On Your Legacy of Love – which is a call to create a scrapbook about yourself so your legacy will be remembered. (Marci’s Mom died when she was 8 years old and she did not have many reminders of her life – so her passion for leaving a legacy is heartfelt).
Marci and her husband have several children of their own and have also opened their home to foster children which I got to meet during this visit. Of course, like all children – her children were interested in their Mom’s visitor and they were constantly “hanging around” us. Her littlest one (who is 1 1/2 years old) took advantage of the fact that Marci was occupied with me, and got into things that he knew were off limits. At one point, Marci and I saw him with something in his tightly fisted hand that looked like flat marbles. Marci started after him and he started running away (like he could really get away from an adult in a house). Marci picked him up and pried his fist open to release the marbles and he cried as she removed them from his little hands.
I was sitting there smiling to myself, thinking how God has had to pry so much out of my hands, especially in the past year. I have tried to hold on to my relationships, my business and the hope that somehow it would all turn out different than it has. But God has pursued me as I have ran with my hands tightly quenched around the things that I have deemed as mine. Just like Marci pried the marbles out of her foster son’s hands, God has had to pry my hands open to give up dreams, callings and friendships. Yet, He knows that in order to trust Him completely and to do what He desires – I had to hand it all over.
Even though, Marci’s little guy was angry and upset that he couldn’t keep the marbles – both Marci and I knew that it was not in his best interest to handle those marbles. I am now trusting that God knows the same thing – that the precious things that I have been holding on to were not in my best interest and it was time to release them.
“Then He told them what they could expect for themselves: “Anyone who intends to come with me has to let me lead. You’re not in the driver’s seat—I am. Don’t run from suffering; embrace it. Follow me and I’ll show you how. Self-help is no help at all. Self-sacrifice is the way, my way, to finding yourself, your true self. What good would it do to get everything you want and lose you, the real you?”
Luke 9:23-24 The Message