Surrender
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Control was never hers to take,
‘Twas never up for grabs,
Though she found herself so often
In a sulk and keeping tabs.
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“If I could just..” She tried to say,
Grasping to contain the sand
Slipping by grain through her fingers,
Seeking hard the upper hand.
♦
Insane by all definitions
This repeated grab for control,
Invisible witness to fear,
This groaning of heart and soul.
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Yet, each time she repeated the cycle,
Grasping that which cannot be held,
Squeezing with all of her might
To do this she feels compelled.
♦
So much effort simply wasted,
Tilting at windmills for control,
That was never hers to have
That was never to be her role.
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Like the swimmer afraid of the water,
Panic stricken, she’ll kick and thrash
As the water runs right through her fingers
Her attempts so foolishly brash.
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For the water she cannot hold,
Control seeking head to toe.
She knows she’d be oh so much better
If she’d simply relax and let go
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The water thinks, “what is she doing?”
As it oozes up over her head.
“If she’d just let go and stop fighting,
If she’d rest in me instead.”
♦
“I would hold and gather her safely
Molecules bonding, together a team
Holding her safely and gently
And her life I would redeem.”
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But the thrashing goes on unabated,
Trust a concept she cannot conceive.
So the waters of life take her down,
Because she refused to believe.
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by Angela Masters Young © 5/2/2012
What does this poem mean to you? Tomorrow’s post will explain what brought me to the point of creating this poem, but in the meantime, I hope you will apply it to your own life and share how you internalize it. Do you struggle for control over things that aren’t yours to control? Can you tell the difference? Does the struggle bring you the peace you desire? Comments and feedback are welcome 
May 03, 2012 @ 07:07:39
Hi Angie, I believe that our Poetry often reflects our own inner struggles, I know I went through the battle to control and to let go, Jesus said much the same to me as your poem, at the time He lead me to write of the struggle I was having (see link below ) I was cooking a cake which indeed took me a long time to get into the oven. This was before I asked for God’s wisdom and received it, sadly much of what I believed before was based on fleshy understanding and other peoples teaching, although The Lord was directing me even then but I was becoming confused by others input which was conflicting … it was so good to let go and Trust Jesus to Teach, lead and motivate me.
How do we know if we have submitted to Jesus as our Lord and Saviour apart from our actions being righteous, we will not be depending on worldly wisdom, understanding, Logic, and reasoning or worldly Science, we will be Trusting in Him as our only Teacher who will lead us into all Truth which we will stand up for and share regardless of the cost to us personally or the critical judgment of others, we answer to the Lord and no one else unless we have no Love and are walking in sin and then as a Christian we are also answerable to the Body of Christ.
http://freedomborn.wordpress.com/2011/12/08/his-hands-reached-out-in-love/
Christian Love Anne.
May 11, 2012 @ 13:10:15
Poetry definately reveals a lot about it’s writer. I believe I am taking a class in “The School of God” concerning this issue right now. I’m getting there
May 03, 2012 @ 08:25:50
May 05, 2012 @ 01:52:11
Loved the use of sand and water to make your point. We can’t hold any of it in our control. I am a bit of a control freak. I like to know how everything is going to go, and I don’t like it when it all goes south.
May 11, 2012 @ 13:09:04
Thanks Elizabeth. I think we all prefer to feel in control – maybe at the heart of that sin nature. I’m learning to let go and learning how little control I actually have. It’s also good when I realize that surrendering control is not a bad thing at all. God does a much better job than I do. I think He likes it when I get out of His way too, just like I do when my kids/grandkids just allow me to do something instead of fighting for control