I've just finished painting my son's room. I let him choose the colors. He chose blue and red....think Spiderman. It's difficult to let go and let him choose the colors, particularly since they are so very far from what I would have chosen. But he's 10, so I figure it's time to let him have some say-so in decorating his room. You know, that whole letting them create their own space kind of thing. I told him he has to love it until he's 40.
The difficulty in releasing control of this whole paint-thing reminds me that I'm not spending enough time with my heavenly Father. I've been terribly remiss in meeting Him in His word, finding it difficult to let go of the control of my time to spend in His presence. I stay tired all the time, constantly moving from one thing to the next and always adding one more item to my mental "to-do" list. But I am reminded that if I don't release myself to Him, I will end up coloring my life with colors I really don't want. And while it's true that His coloring of my life may not always be what I expect, the result is always one of beauty.
Okay, off to the next thing, which I think is laundry. Oh, and the kitchen needs cleaning, too.
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