All the Power

I was told that if God has all power, I should remember that leaves me with none.

It can feel like I have some control over things through the choices I make, and this is true to a point.

It is desperately important how I conduct myself, how I go through my days, how I use my sobriety. But I would do well to remember that on a bigger scale, even my own choices are tools my Creator orchestrates.

Part of the paradox of letting go is coming to grips with simultaneously using and aligning my will with God’s as well as recognizing that it is no longer who lives, but Christ in me.

He is my strength—the fuel I need for each new day. It became easy to seek this strength from everywhere else, especially through drinking. But it was a shallow well and it didn’t sustain.

Otherwise, why stop? Didn’t we run out of what we were looking for? Aren’t we seekers in our core?

Be still, today. Seek His presence and direction. Ask for power, for guidance, for forgiveness. Take your worries and burdens to Him. But remember to release them. It won’t do any good to pray over things we cling to.

God, unbutton my clingy heart.