We have a large apple tree in our back yard. A few weeks ago it was chock full of baby apples. I’m talking, thousands. Today, if I walk up to examine it, I immediately notice a change. Between the ground level (where the old, heavy branches hang, touching the grass) and about five feet up, all around the tree, there are no apples. Above that level, there are still hundreds, if not thousands.
Most evenings, lately, you would find me on our screened-in back porch. Reading, writing, just sitting. And most evenings (and many mornings), lately, I’ve observed a deer making herself at home as she takes her supper from our apple tree. It’s a beautiful, peaceful sight and I don’t mind sharing, since we have plenty. It’s just been making me think…
Sometimes, especially with this writing business I’ve been attempting this year, I feel like a baby apple, hanging around the five foot mark, not sure if I’m going to survive and thrive, or if I’m going to be knocked down and eaten for breakfast. There are so many unknowns. So many things I don’t even know I don’t know.
But there’s something about the anticipation of the unknown. The excitement you feel knowing, once you proceed with whatever lies in front of you, things will either go well…or not so well.
Maybe it’s the nerves you feel before an interview. “What if this turns out to be my dream job? What if they never call me back?”
Maybe you’re sending your child off to school for the first time. “What if they don’t make friends? What if they make amazing friends?”
Or in my case, I’m finishing up my first book proposal. (If this is a foreign concept to you like it was to me only a few months ago, let me tell you this. Writing a book proposal is more intimidating than writing the book itself. It’s intense, people.)
When I complete the proposal I’ll be sending it off to a publisher who’s expressed interest in reviewing it. At this point, my mind is saying, “This is great, I’ve put a lot of love and hard work into this! Hopefully they’ll love it!”
But I know as soon as I press send to email it to the publisher, my mind will switch to, “Oh no, what if they hate it? What if it’s terrible and no one wants it?”
Why the big difference?
Right now, before I hit send, I’m the one in control. As soon as I press send I’m relinquishing all my so-called power.
It’s the same concept as when we offer our love to another person, knowing they now have the power to hurt us. Or even just going to work every day, knowing that you have a boss who ultimately has the power over your future.
We quickly go from the excitement of unknown possibilities to the other side, where worry, fear, and distrust make their home in our minds.
But what if it doesn’t have to be this way? What if we could hold on to the same optimism and hope we had from the start? “That’s impossible,” you might say. “Don’t you know the world is a harsh place and you always have to be on your guard?”
Well, yes. It is wise to be on our guard to some degree, knowing that the world is a messy place and we don’t want to be taken advantage of.
We don’t want to hold so tightly to our guard that our hands are too full to embrace the good plans God has for our lives. Wouldn’t that be a shame?
What if we tried making the choice (yes, choice) to take every thought captive (2 Corinthians 10:5) and replace the negative thoughts with the truths God wants us to remember about his good plans for us?
Truths like Jeremiah 29:11:
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
You see, if we did more than simply read this verse and tried actually believing it and letting it absorb into our hearts and minds, I have a feeling we might find a little less anxiety and worry on the other side of whatever intimidating situation lies in front of us today.
Now I’m going to go (hopefully) finish up my proposal. And then I’m going to hit send. And then I’m probably going to have some (okay, lots of) coffee and chocolate while I let the butterflies settle.
And then I’m going to do my best to give my control to God instead of being fearful that I gave it away to someone else. Because honestly, if I ever truly believed I held the power in my own hands, I would have some serious soul-searching to do. It’s freeing to know that God has the power here. Thank goodness I’m not the one calling the shots.
(Addendum, 5 days later. The publisher is interested in my manuscript! Now the journey continues as I search for an agent. Yes, this process is a little backward, but this seems to be the path God is laying before me, so I’ll keep walking it unless I’m otherwise redirected. Now I just hold on tight and see what happens!)
What are you holding your breath about in your life right now as you wait to see which way something goes? Are you keeping yourself from hope in fear of being disappointed? Are you embracing the possibilities?
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4 thoughts on “My So-Called Power”
Love your insight and so happy for you!
Thanks so much, Samantha! 😊
Curious – how many times a day do you have to relinquish this so-called power? Or is it a one time thing? 🙂 Thanks for the great article!
Definitely not a one-time thing, Beach! Any time I start feeling stressed out and notice I’m holding too tightly to what I think is control instead of letting God take the reins, I have to relinquish it all over again! Sometimes several times a day. 🙂
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