When I surrendered, life flowed a bit easier. When I surrendered, I was calmer and more patient with myself and others. When I surrendered my life felt more integrated. When I surrendered, I was transformed.
I am a mother and a preacher. When I surrender, I realize I can actually be both at the same time. I can be present for my children and serve God. This past week we had Images of Sisterhood, our monthly Women’s fellowship meeting. I was set to facilitate the meeting. I could have left the girls at home with my mother-in-law, but truth was she’s leaving soon and they have to get used to being in tow. I packed a bag—workbooks, pencils, coloring books, crayons, mancala, and connect four. We stopped at Dunkin Donuts for breakfast and arrived early enough for me to set them up. They had enough to keep themselves occupied.
Part way through, Baby Girl needed mommy. She got up from the table, gave me a look and started to move towards me. Instead of shooing her away, I opened my arm to invite her over, held her close and continued teaching. One of the ladies captured the moment on camera. This is the other side of surrender.
Dear Readers, what idea from the past are you holding on to? What do you need to surrender to? Leave a comment...let’s chat.