I’ve been trying to hold on …
To hunger
Trying to hold on …
To passion
Trying to hold on …
To the version of me
I thought You were forming
But what if the only way to hold on
Means letting go of every past version of what those words mean?
What if it means letting go of every past version of me?
What if it means letting go of EVERYTHING
Again
Everything but You
And, if I hold on to You
Lord willing
May I become one
With YOUR passion
With YOUR all consuming fire
Burn up all that is false, Abba
Even the tiniest inconsistency
With what is authentic and real
The false is so much prettier
So much more presentable
So much more relatable
But so much less
Than the path of absolute surrender
Burn up expectations, Abba
My own and those of others
And teach me to sit with You again
In the dirt
In the mess
In the pain
In the uncertainty
Remind me again
There is no passion without pain
There is no resurrection without death
Remind me again
That emptying is holy
Waiting is worship
And that nothingness
Is a perfect place for You to dwell
Quietly
Persistently
Insistently
Until all that’s left
Is this moment in time
With You
Cindy Powell 
Amen, Cindy! It’s a daily death – moment by moment…. Oh, to be totally empty of my self.
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Amen, that is the truth! Blessings ☺️
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Hi Cindy, I loved your prose. So much like what I’ve been experiencing with all the changes The last few years have brought. I’m about to turn 81 years old and have been Experiencing some challenging health issues. Total surrender and patient endurance has become My daily exercise in my walk of faith with Jesus. It’s been hard at times….but I love the change God is doing in me. God bless you my friend. I’m no longer blogging, so I don’t have an account with Word press, But happy to share through email. Love in Christ, Glenda
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So good to hear from you Glenda but sorry to hear of your challenges. Praying for His nearness to cover all in this season. Many blessings and much love to you!
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