letting go of the pen……

They say God writes our love stories. Well….that is true. Except I have to let go of the pen. I want to write the story myself! I want to do the picking, I want to do the pursuing. And it’s something I can’t do. I don’t want to do it anymore. I’m letting go of the pen. I’m giving up. I’m officially waving the white flag of surrender. God does know me better than I know myself. So I might as well let him do what he wants. It is the hardest thing to do. Because it implies trust. And I guess I don’t trust Him enough to do what he wants to do. And the longer I keep doing this, the more I will set myself up for heartbreak and failure. Love never fails. So if it fails, it must not be real love. The only real love I will find is love in Jesus. His is dying love. His is great love. His love is the pursuant kind of love. He does the pursuing. He does the wooing. 

I need to let him woo me. I need to let go of the pen. And….I’m going to.