Seriously, I’m pretty certain I never once made it all the way across from one end to the other. Sometimes I’d get to the middle and just hang there until I let go and dropped.
But there’s the lesson hidden in monkey bars: Life is all about letting go.
I’ve grieved some experiences in my life for years. Years and years and years. Some of those experiences were caused by the choices of others … and some of those experiences were caused by my own choices.
There came a time when the very best thing I could do — for myself, for others, for healing — was to let go.
Close the door.
Let go of the monkey bars and leave the playground.
Don’t get me wrong: I’m all for seeking counsel and for pursuing healing. But sometimes God works his greatest healing when he says, “Enough. Move on. Move forward. You’ve done all I’ve asked you to do. All that is humanely possible.”
And that’s when I let go … and leave it in God’s hands of grace.
In Others’ Words: I so value your part in the conversation … when have you let go of the monkey bars and moved forward — moved past a painful experience?
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