I wanted to be Elsa last year, letting things and people go with ease.
Instead I was Anna, sitting at the closed door asking them to come out and build a snowman.
The metaphor was on point as it was one of the coldest periods of my life. If I couldn’t find warmth, I at least wanted people to play in the snow with me. I found shovels to burrow in the cold a little deeper.
Most of my friends and family went one of two ways. They either loved the bitter cold and refused to come inside when I put the winter toys away or they got tired of freezing and left me to thaw out on my own.
I think I defrosted pretty nicely. 🤪
Still many stayed gone. I pleaded the blood of Jesus over my relationships. I fought with everything I had for reconciliation. I replayed conversations and events over and over in my head, wishing I’d done things differently.
But all that was doing was putting me back into the same bondage I’d worked so hard to be set free from.
I’ve had to let friends walk away with absolutely no closure. To accept that sometimes people just aren’t interested in moving forward with you in their lives, no matter who you are or how hard you try.
But there is One who will never turn His back on you. The One who created you will never leave you.
The rest you just have to let go….



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