Drop What’s in Your Hands
May 2nd is a pretty great day for me. (Bear with me, because I write these the day before they get posted.) On May 2nd, 2016 I made a joke. It was a public joke on social media about the nature of dating for women, and how how men were all the same, and since that was true, some “lucky” woman should just give up and pick me. It was funny, because I was a single father, and I was raising three boys for fifty percent of my life, and the rest of the time I spent resting from that time. I had decided I really didn’t want to get married again, and if I did, God would have to send me the perfect woman for me and place her right into my life.
The perfect woman for me was a friend of a friend. She read that public joke and felt compelled to respond though she’d never met me, or honestly even heard of me.
She sent me an encouraging message.
And when I responded, there was no turning back.
“The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.” Proverbs 16:9 ESV
I don’t raise my boys alone anymore. And the other half of my time isn’t spent recuperating from that. It’s a great life for which I never could have planned or pictured.
In our lives we are short-sighted. We hold on to what we feel is our riches. We’ve been told a bird in the hand is better than two in the bush, when God is sometimes telling us how to catch the birds in the bushes. We’re unwilling to drop the trash in our hands so that God can fill it with His treasures. Think about it: If I had never stop clasping my hands together holding tightly to what was inside of them, He could never have joined them to someone else’s.
My prayer for you this week is that you will be able to let go of any plan onto which you’re holding that God is telling you to release. Give Him your empty hand and see if you’re not amazed at the blessing that He puts in it’s place.