Holding life loosely.

Over the weekend I had a conversation with one of my oldest friends about this stage in our life, and our tendency to hold things so close - to seek a level of control in all aspects of our lives. She shared her father's advice: "hold life loosely", he told her. If we hold pieces of our lives with a clenched fist, our hands aren't open to the blessings that God offers to replace our false sense of control.

I've been repeating the words to myself for the last few days. They've stuck to me, revealing so many areas of my life that I've been trying to control. My natural posture isn't open-handed.

Holding life loosely. That's the goal this week. Or for my whole lifetime, really. But I'm starting small.


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