Last.Damn.Call

In celebrating Easter and Good Friday and all the church happenings this week, I have been reading a lot about forgiveness and letting go. My husband is reading a great devotional book, and it has a part that says, “Don’t visit the grave that God called you out of.” WOW. That struck something in me.

In AA, we talk a lot about making amends and forgiveness of others and ourselves and just trying to live a good life. Doing the next right thing is a common motto. And when I read about not visiting the grave God called me out of…I instantly thought about the past and regrets and also how far I have come.

If you have laid something to rest, why go dig it up? To see if it has changed? Or looks differently somehow? Play with it, see what happens? Leave that grave alone and undisturbed. You are just asking for trouble. That whole burying your skeletons a bone at a time…that was my whole theme when I started this blog. Wish that habit, thought, person, mindset…wish it farewell, say a prayer, and bury it away.

“The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence.” – Will Rogers

When we give something to God, let it be. Don’t go behind His back trying to patch it back together in your own silly way. You gave it over for a reason! Because it was something you needed taken off your plate. Don’t go trying to piece-meal whatever it is back together. That toxic relationship. That habit you finally quit. That burden you turned over to a higher power. Why did you hand it over in the first place? Certainly not to go digging it up, all nasty and smelling of regret.

We are told that we are made new in Christ. Not some second hand, missing a wheel, piece of refurbished junk you find at a thrift store. New. So, act like it. Quit sneaking back to that grave you buried the old you in and trying to take a peek. Let it go, people.

Reflect–how have you been able to let go of things? And are you better off for it? I bet you are. Can you name a single good reason to backtrack and dig up old crap that you have handed over to a higher power? I bet you can’t.

I never want to forget how far I have come. But I also don’t need to open old wounds, or nasty ass can of worms and revisit things I have prayed about and buried away in my personal vault. God dug me out of that sad, hopeless, drunken, self-pity filled grave once. And I have no intentions of dipping my toes back in to see if anything has shifted or changed. If I do, I risk getting swallowed back up by the nasty grave that once held on to me. And that is no place I care to revisit.

“You can’t reach for anything new if your hands are still full of yesterday’s junk.” – Louise Smith

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