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Loosen up that grip of yours.

Sometimes in life we lose things. Sometimes God does give and take away. We get attached to something, and we begin to make it a part of our lives and BAM its gone. just like that.

Today I had a revelation. I was sitting in church, and I was feeling afraid. Afraid that all I have right now, the people in my life- that I will lose them. I've been feeling imprisoned by the thought of "God gives and takes away." With God I'm supposed to be free, the prison life is not what He's planned for me, yet I feel my grip grow tighter around the things I am terrified to lose. No, I'm not putting people above God, nor am I idolizing them, its just sometimes- I can't even picture my life with out them. So I would be terrified if all of a sudden I didn't have them.

Why am I feeling this way? Because I've believed the lie that Satan keeps trying to feed me. Yes, God does give and take away-I've blogged about this before, but it usually turns out for the better. He usually takes away things that stumble us. For instance, He took away my trips from me, because I began to glorify them too much, I began to revolve my entire life around them. I became so consumed with the thought of leaving and being somewhere else. Anything less than that brought on resentment, bitterness, anger, and dissatisfaction. 

But I can't, we can't- allow ourselves to think like that. God doesn't do us any harm. I don't need to be afraid of losing things, because usually He provides, or He points me in the better direction. I don't need to be afraid of losing people in my life either. If they are meant to be in in my life, they will be. I don't need to tighten my grip, because that fear only puts me behind bars and robs me of freedom.

So loosen up that grip, let it go.


  1. A few months ago I was also struggling with those same lies...thinking that God would take something away just cause He could. Total lies and not in line with the character of God.


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