Have the courage to let go
Of the things that have held you
Like a bird in soaring freedom
So many times
I have thought there were
Choices that belonged to me
But they were for others to make
And there is freedom in knowing
It is not in the rescuing
Or sweeping in and fixing
But in one thing that matters: loving
Not loving based on good works
Loving unconditionally,
No matter the circumstance
Or whether I thought choices of others
Were the best ones.
Because I can only choose
What is mine to choose--
And I am learning
To let my judgements
Go by the wayside.
And when I heal,
What I know is that
I am learning how not to react
But rather, respond, with love
And THAT choice is mine:
How to respond to the circumstance.
And when I can see that growth
I know for sure
God is leading me
Changing me
Growing me
Every day.
One day at a time.
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