There comes a moment when you have to stop trying to breathe life into what God has already called finished.
For me, that moment came. I realized I was holding on to pieces of my past. Those pieces that no longer fit who I was becoming. I knew, at some point I must let go.
Believe me, letting go isn’t easy. It’s messy. It hurts. and its one of the hardest things one ever imagines doing.
But I’ve learned that the pain of release is better than the prison of staying stuck. A place you don’t want to be. For the 6 months, I been there and it isn’t pretty.
I had to tell myself ….
You can’t step into your new season carrying the weight of your old one. ” Girl, Let Go” it’s OK to move on. I gave myself permission to do so.
So, I surrendered.
I stopped trying to rewrite the story and started trusting the Author.
As I look back at my life from two years ago, I thanked the old me. She fought through storms. She survived things nobody even knew about.
She served her purpose.
But now, it’s time to live… not just survive.
This new life feels unfamiliar, but that’s how I know I’m growing.
God is stretching me, shaping me, and preparing me for what’s next.
And for the first time in my life, I’m finally okay with not knowing what that looks like.
Because I trust Him.
And I trust me … the woman I’m becoming.
I Am Renee🌸
“ Renée Reflections “ 