A form of letting go is to ‘let it be.’
To breathe in the early morning was to sit on the front porch with coffee and watch the birds feed from the bird feeder. Now my yard is still and quiet.
The bird feeder sits on the floor by the back door. The squirrels took the joy out of having a feeder. They are relentless in their pursuit of free food.
I was spending time and brain cells trying to out maneuver them, but this time darling, I knew to let go. The battle wasn’t worth the fight.
Then I saw a battle that needed a fight.
My daughter had a rough week with anxiety and depression. She was able to work through it, but it hurts my heart watching her have to.
God spoke to me during my battle with the squirrels. It was like He said, “Hey Barb. What would happen if you put as much energy into praying for your daughter as you are battling these squirrels? I’ll take care of the birds.” (Matt. 6:26)
God got my attention.
The yard is still and quiet.
The bird feeder sits by the back door.
Pick your battles. Choose what’s worth the fight.