Accomplishing the task of ‘letting God’ was something only Mother Earth could manage to successfully teach me, and admirably watch me as I practise her skill of least resistance.
The trees swaying gently, restfully, or briskly which ever is most appropriate. The sun blasting its bout of sunshine even when it lets the cloud ’win’. The birds singing, even though they are soaking wet and maybe even hungry or sad.
The rivers swelling as they rush to the sea; and well, the sea enjoying a moment of restlessness before the calm!
Knowing that God never pushes me beyond my ability, I let go. God intends to always be there to help me come through whatever happens.
Aham!
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