day nine: to lay down

I’m a good rule follower. And I’m bad at lying about it. You’ll know because I’m laughing, or hiding. (Usually the first)

My dad was holding a half eaten slice of cheese and my brothers and I were standing in a line. “So, who did it?” He asked, holding the cheese wrapper between his fingers.

I didn’t do it. At least, I don’t think I did. But I laughed anyway and my dad thought I did. I just kept laughing.

Memories like this pop in and out of my head, times I did something wrong or even just had the feeling of doing something wrong, and I laugh or hide. I like following rules. I like feeling “on top of things” and checking things off my to-do list.

But healing doesn’t come through a to-do list.

 

Healing doesn’t come in good report cards or a full schedule. Healing comes in surrender, in laying down the very things that we think define us. We must lay down the law, the idea and picture of what “good” looks like, the rules we’ve created in our heads, how others tell us to live. We must lay down our desires, even the desire for healing. We die to ourselves, through Christ. our old bodies don’t need healing anymore, they are dead.

We surrender, we lay down, we die. We arise in Christ and allow Him to cover us in grace, knowing the law has no affect on these new bodies. We walk in that surrender and that newness, each day. This is where we are healed.

“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me. I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness comes through the law, then Christ died for nothing.”Β 

Galatians 2: 19-21

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6 thoughts on “day nine: to lay down

  1. Oh how I love that laugh! And I remember a time with some hot peppers and marshmallows! πŸ˜‰ Wise words you have there Hannah…I need to remember these when I’m checking off my to-do list. πŸ™‚

  2. You know… seems like my children remember all these times when I was/attempted disciplining my children. I don’t have the slightest recollection of those instance — well except the tabasco peppers and marshmallow thing Mindy mentioned, that was funny! πŸ™‚ . As I think back, I remember all the good things you “kids” did/do, but I don’t remember the half-eaten slices of cheese. I think we experience that with every one we love — we remember the good and forget the bad. I think God lets us experience that so we can get a tiny glimpse of how far “east is from the west!”

    Great post my beautiful daughter of the Most High God!

    Love you,
    Dad

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