Letting Go

I watched and listened to snow mounds covering ice surfaces breaking away suddenly and dramatically from rooftops, sliding noisily and with great haste towards roof line ledges and landing in shattered shards to the cold white floor beneath. They met their new home with urgency, unaware at how temporary this new home would be. The sodden, damp melting white piles of frozen precipitation, which in turn would eventually melt away and transform taking an altogether a new form…

Oh how I see my own reflection in those broken and melting ice pieces, in the great force and energy exchange that occurs upon releasing from their gable perches. Like these snow and icy layers, I let emotional and spiritual concerns build, stacking heavily upon my soul and conscience. I am unable to shake this weight on my own. I need to walk by faith and not by sight and allow His warm restoration to breathe life and meet those cold protective layers. His loving hands to chip away at the heavy icy shields that my frame is bowing under the weight to contain. And then, all too suddenly, fiercely, after waiting so long for those burdens to lift, with many a groan and much rasping that weight is lifted. It releases it's hold and crashes to the floor, snow remnants surrounding my feet serve as reminders about the spiritual burdens that I no longer must bear. I remember what it is to feel the warmth sun breaking through clouds, it's light resting upon my face and just so, my Heavenly Father wrapping around me, reviving, healing, strengthening, reminding me of who I am and what I am meant to be... I am suddenly free from it all. My frame resumes back to its original posture, I can stand to hold a little more.