Closer He came
To tame a tempest, you must first untangle it, He said
And gently began unraveling doubts from my hair
He wove trust into my tresses,
Braided belonging around my crown
~ Allie Sampson, Cultivate
One week after I rode to the next town over to spend time with a special curly-headed lady, I read the anointed words above. Now I could give you story after story of the fun that was had with this God-given woman but what’s most important is that drive. With the hills in the background and the sun creeping high into the sky, Holy Spirit whispered into the deepest part of my fear, “You don’t have to be afraid of the unraveling. But instead, just as a braid coming undone flows with beautiful waves, so will you.”
A crippling fear that has stolen my peace and joy that is so rightfully mine as a daughter of the King over and over again has been what if I go crazy? What if I let go of what I know and I lose my mind? What if I change everything to only lose it all? What if the norm isn’t there anymore, even if it hurts? What if?
How sweet of my Father to not only assure me that He is changing me from the inside out on that sunshiny morning but that He also gifted me with the words from above to promise that He is weaving truth and belonging with each finger grip I let loose. He is trustworthy. He is unfailing. He will not let me go crazy.
From the poem, “To Tame A Tempest” by Allie Sampson, the words jumped right off the page into my quiet time with the Lord and reminded me of what is happening. That my Father is wooing my tired life with a sweet lullaby to calm my anxious heart and a strong hum that gives reassurance He will do the untangling of the knotty mess of what I’ve known to make me new. Healed. Restored. Free. If only I will take Him at His word.
He brought them out of darkness and the deepest gloom and broke away their chains. Let them give thanks to the LORD for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men, for he breaks down gates of bronze and cuts through bars of iron. Psalm 107:14-16
You see, to unravel means to hand over what only God can heal in my broken heart and mind and for me to stop trying to do what only He can do. I must stop trying to hide from the issues that are continuously lurking. I have to stop trying to comfort the endless source of pain with other means than the Father’s faithfulness. I’ve got to stop satisfying my deepest need with what the world has to offer. My only choice is to stop trying to fix what needs to be released to the One who’s in charge anyways. I must stop striving to prove that I might just be lovable. I have to stop. Maybe you know the living that I’m talking about?
Always assuming the worst because of what’s been done in the past.
Rushing for satisfaction from anything or anyone besides our Maker.
People pleasing, perfectionism, and busyness all for the sake of being good enough.
Waking as a slave to addiction with each new day instead of receiving mercy and finding freedom in Christ with the morning sun.
Using money, status, jobs, and things to fill the void left behind from the pain of life.
Allowing defeat, guilt, and shame to control every decision, every move.
Punishing ourselves for the sin that seems unforgivable over and over again.
Choosing somewhere else to be on Sunday’s rather than in a community of believers worshiping our one true God because the other place is easier.
Then they cried to the LORD in their trouble and he saved them from their distress. He sent forth his word and healed them, he rescued them from the grave. Psalm 107:19-20
By our faith in Christ, we can break addictions, heal memories, and restore broken relationships. But first, we must let go. We have to surrender. We have to trust Him. Church attendance and volunteering won’t replace the lies. Life groups and potlucks can’t stop the addiction. Perfect friendships and perfect lives can’t remove the pain of the past. Money and leadership won’t remove the stench of sin.
Nothing or no one makes us clean except the blood of Christ. Nothing or no one makes us worthy except the sacrifice of an only son in our place. Nothing or no one can change us from the inside out except for the power of Christ. Nothing or no one will provide total restoration and healing other than Jesus Christ.
So then what’s left to do? Let go. Unwind what it is holding us together that keeps us pretending that we’ve made it, that we really believe the word of God. Drop whatever it is at the feet of Jesus that is preventing the freedom He bled and died for. Believe when God says trust me. Come undone. Unravel.
And then? Marvel at the goodness of God. Find rest when the healing comes. Enjoy your restored mind and experience the truth like it was intended. Live boldly and courageously as a follower of Christ because of your strengthened faith. Confidently trust your Good Daddy. Experience freedom when you hand over what you think you can control. Liberation. Restoration. Changed.
All because of the unraveling.
Hello Friends! I am honored that you would choose to spend some time with me! My name is Melissa and oh do I carry a ton of baggage. Some under my eyes and even more in my mind! The good news, I have chosen to let that baggage serve as a reminder of the promise that “all things are used for good” and I’m hopeful it will allow us to bond over tears, smiles, and maybe even a little yelling. After all, I am a southern belle.