The Untangling by Allison Cain

God, untangle my heart. The knotted mess of it seems daunting to tackle.

I become overwhelmed and when I’m honest a little afraid of what lies within the knot that has remained so long. I have easily ignored the ball wound tightly together and moved on as if there’s nothing was there.

As I consider the intricate overlapping of experiences through life lived, my mistakes, and the ones others casts upon me, I sense how elaborate the knot has become, how it has so subtly taken up residence and hidden in the depths of my heart.

I understand the work of untangling will be difficult, messy and delicate but I’m ready for the unbinding – I’m ready to see clearly; be free; live in grace; and experience vulnerable love from you and those around me.

I’m ready to be tethered tightly to you instead of fear, the past and lies.

May the untangling of my heart be an offering to You as the love, grace and life you intended to flow from my heart now will . . . with the untangling.

Amen

Playing God? By Allison Cain ~ Psalm 139:1-11

When I’m playing God . . .

Expectations take center stage and overwhelm a thirsty heart. Heart break seems undeniable as the holes are filled with temporary fixes and crumbling putty.

When I’m playing God, joy dashes quickly from within my reach and it seems no longer attainable and long-lasting. Worldly vices and quick fixes glide easily off the shelf but are only bandaids. The illusion of control brings an unrealistic comfort and feelings of loneliness permeate the day. When I’m playing God, the best intended plans fall short and fail.

BUT God, when I let You in . . . When I let you be You and step aside.

You ease my weary soul, put expectations in their place, and You share true peace that shimmers with hope. Heart break still seems unmendable, but the holes are filled with the golden Light of your unending love that makes all things beautiful. God, you fill my heart with a secure treasure that can’t be taken away. Treasures of great love, adoration, assurance, and joy. No thief can steal what You gift us.

May I never know a day without You, Father!