hey everybody out there...
let me tell you something...i am doing GREAT! the funny thing about this is that i don't really understand fully why i am doing great, cause i should be really sad and dissapointed right now...remember the guy i told you about? we are not seeing each other any longer. there were just not enough feelings and other things that didn't work out the way we hoped for...
the first two or three days i felt really crappy...just empty and sad and hurt...but then, very unexpected, i felt at peace, at ease, even happy about the decision to let go...
that made me realise that we sometimes hold on to something that is not the very best God wants to give us. but we hold on to it, because we are afraid to stand there emptyhanded instead.
here's a story a friend sent me this morning...
(by the way: you guys are awesome! thank you so much for your prayers, sms, emails...i am blessed!)
Why is it so hard to let go?
The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her
mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening
white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please,
Mommy, please?"
Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked
back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.
"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll
think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money
to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get
another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."
As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17
pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went
to the neighbor and asked Mrs. Mc James if she could pick dandelions for ten
cents.
On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she
had enough money to buy the necklace.
Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She
wore them everywhere; Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only
time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath.
Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.
Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he
would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One
night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"
"Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess - the white horse from
my collection. The one with the pink tail. Remember, Daddy? The one
you gave me. She's my favorite."
"That's okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek
with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you
love me?"
"Daddy, you know I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I
got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket
that matches her sleeper."
"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you." And
as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed
with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin
was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.
"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?" Jenny didn't say anything but
lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was
her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here,
Daddy. It's for you."
With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind daddy reached out with
one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the other hand he reached
into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine
pearls and gave them to Jenny. He had them all the time. He was just waiting
for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her genuine treasure.
So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap
things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasure.
Isn't God good? Are you holding onto things which God wants you to let go of?
Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits
and activities which you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to
let go of? Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand, but do
believe this one thing...
God will never take away something without giving you something, better to
take its place.
sometimes God might NOT give us something bigger and better instantly...i do not believe that is the way it works...but he gives us peace and joy and a relationship with Himself...and everytime i am feeling low i experience that He is a REAL and LIVING God, who cares, who is there, who loves me and carries me all the way...it's not the gifts that he can give us that should matter...it's just knowing Him!
Blessings! :-)
let me tell you something...i am doing GREAT! the funny thing about this is that i don't really understand fully why i am doing great, cause i should be really sad and dissapointed right now...remember the guy i told you about? we are not seeing each other any longer. there were just not enough feelings and other things that didn't work out the way we hoped for...
the first two or three days i felt really crappy...just empty and sad and hurt...but then, very unexpected, i felt at peace, at ease, even happy about the decision to let go...
that made me realise that we sometimes hold on to something that is not the very best God wants to give us. but we hold on to it, because we are afraid to stand there emptyhanded instead.
here's a story a friend sent me this morning...
(by the way: you guys are awesome! thank you so much for your prayers, sms, emails...i am blessed!)
Why is it so hard to let go?
The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her
mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening
white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please,
Mommy, please?"
Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked
back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.
"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll
think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money
to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get
another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."
As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17
pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went
to the neighbor and asked Mrs. Mc James if she could pick dandelions for ten
cents.
On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she
had enough money to buy the necklace.
Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She
wore them everywhere; Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only
time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath.
Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.
Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he
would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One
night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"
"Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess - the white horse from
my collection. The one with the pink tail. Remember, Daddy? The one
you gave me. She's my favorite."
"That's okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek
with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you
love me?"
"Daddy, you know I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I
got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket
that matches her sleeper."
"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you." And
as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed
with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin
was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.
"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?" Jenny didn't say anything but
lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was
her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here,
Daddy. It's for you."
With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind daddy reached out with
one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the other hand he reached
into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine
pearls and gave them to Jenny. He had them all the time. He was just waiting
for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her genuine treasure.
So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap
things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasure.
Isn't God good? Are you holding onto things which God wants you to let go of?
Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits
and activities which you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to
let go of? Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand, but do
believe this one thing...
God will never take away something without giving you something, better to
take its place.
sometimes God might NOT give us something bigger and better instantly...i do not believe that is the way it works...but he gives us peace and joy and a relationship with Himself...and everytime i am feeling low i experience that He is a REAL and LIVING God, who cares, who is there, who loves me and carries me all the way...it's not the gifts that he can give us that should matter...it's just knowing Him!
Blessings! :-)
elephant trekking in the jungle
kids playing in the canals of Bangkok
on a lotus-farm near Bangkok
