I am in the middle of a decision period. I am in the middle of the decision process. It clearly impacts my life. There is a difference from past decisions like this and the one on the table today. I am not on the point of the discussion. In fact, I am not directly involved in it at all. I am watching from the sidelines while a strong supporter makes the case.
As I consider the situation, I realize that it is an ongoing struggle to let an ally do for me what I cannot do for myself.
It is natural to love control. Being in control of our lives is something that started at a young age. I am sure you fought for control just as I did. Our styles may have been different, but the struggle to break free from the control of our parents and others in positions of authority was equally important and difficult. As adults, we love being in control. We like taking decisions, plotting our own future. When others intercede, it is tough. Even when we cannot help ourselves, it is hard to let others help.
It is risky to let others fight a battle that touches your life. One never knows for sure what is driving their view. One can hope to know. One can believe s/he knows. One wants to trust, yet the questions linger unanswered. Will yesterday’s actions set the pattern for today? Will the indicators become reality? Does s/he want what is best for me?
At the end, it takes faith to let go. As close or as distant as one might be from the other, it takes an act of faith to let another do what you cannot do.
I have let go. Now I am rooting for the outcome. My thoughts include a revolving theme; “those who want the best for me, let them have the last word – a glad shout! – and say, over and over and over, ‘God is great – everything works together for good for his servant.’” (Psalm 35.27)
