Summary: <br> Life is continually changing. Sometimes that change means letting go of something you’re not quite ready to let go of for something you’re totally unsure of. We are creatures of habit, and even the most adventurous of souls still hold on. We grow comfortable where we are and uncomfortable with what may be coming.<br> AND GOD SAYS LET GO OF THIS SO I CAN SHOW YOU MORE.<br> Have you ever enjoyed your weekend so much, you dreaded Monday that much more? Monday signifies it’s over. I just had one of those kinds of weekends. A weekend of some of my favorite people, in one of my favorite places, doing some of my favorite things. For Mother’s Day, we went on a family camping trip. We slept on the shores of the lake in the trees. We built campfires, caught and cooked fish, played games, drank coffee with the sunrise, and went on a sunset sail. It was perfection. I loved every minute of it. And this morning after only a few hours in my own bed, my alarm rang and my first thought was NO … I DON’T WANT MONDAY. I want my weekend back.<br> And again, God says LET GO OF THIS SO I CAN SHOW YOU MORE.<br> More life has been offered to you today … will you grab it, or will you begrudge the offering because of what has passed? Will you miss what you can have now because you’re missing what you used to have?<br> Nothing ever stays the same. You can’t live in a perpetual weekend without Monday coming. You can’t keep your kids little and never see them grow up. You can’t save a single thing you have today for a guaranteed tomorrow.<br> I wonder what you’re holding on to right now that only serves to hold you back from the future God is offering you? What would happen if you trusted God enough to loosen your grip and trust his plan? What would happen if you stepped boldly into a new season of life, appreciating the season you came out of without trying to drag it with you?<br> Some things God is offering you now can only be accepted with empty hands.<br> Empty hands only come as a result of letting go of what is.<br> Will you unclench your hands? Will you let go of this so God can show you more?<br> There’s a story I love which paints the perfect visual …<br> The Pearl Necklace<br> The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting<br> with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them: a circle of glistening<br> white pearls in a pink foil box. “Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them?<br> Please, Mommy, please?”<br> Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked<br> back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl’s upturned face.<br> “A dollar ninety-five. If you really want them,<br> I’ll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough<br> money to buy them for yourself”<br> As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies.<br> After dinner, she did more than her share of chores. On her birthday, Grandma gave<br> her a new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.<br> Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore<br> them everywhere – Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she<br> took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if<br> they got wet, they might turn her neck green.<br> Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed,<br> he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story.<br> One night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, “Do you love me?”<br> “Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you.”<br> “Then give me your pearls.”<br> “Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess – the white horse<br> from my collection.
