Funny isn’t it? How a beginning of one thing requires an end of something else.
How we must open up our hands and let go to be able to grab on to the next thing? It can feel impossibly difficult to let go, especially when you are at the end of your rope. Especially, even more so, if the rope you’ve been holding onto is actually just a thread.
More often than not, these ropes and threads are made of fibers of fear. Our fists are tightened resolutely around what we fear we might lose.
We cling to our jobs, to our image, to our children, our spouses, or our bank accounts. What we want is control. What we want is security. We believe that if we hold something close enough there is no way it could break. But, what we tend to forget is that we aren’t gods. There are things we can’t control. And there are things that if held too tightly, and we aren’t careful, could shatter into a million pieces.
There is a time for everything. And, I think our time has come. To give up control. To let go and let go again. It’s time for you to be who you were made to be. It’s time to be brave. It’s time to open up those hands, drop that thread of security, toss those fears, and throw your empty hands skyward. Lift them and open them up to whatever it is that God wants to give you. Whatever it is He wants to show you.
Is it scary? Heck to the yes. Sometimes it seems like the scariest thing in the entire world. But, there just isn’t another way to do it. Living this life in fear… I promise you… isn’t what we are meant for.
Bravery is woven into our very being. Fear causes flying wings to flutter and falter. We must make the decision to let go of your fears if we truly want to fly.
You… You were meant to jump, friend. You were meant to live by faith.
What if you fall?
Oh, but what if you fly?
Your soul was made to soar.
This summer I let go of a few fears myself. I wish I could say that it was easy… that I was a natural. But, I wasn’t. Oye. I had to pry my fingers up one by one. It was painful and it sure wasn’t pretty. Living scared can feel a heck of a lot easier than living free.
Back in May, I was beginning to feel like God was telling me I was ready for a new relationship. And, I was scared out of my mind. Mainly for what people might think. Nick had told me over and over again at different intervals through his two and a half year illness that if he died he would want me to find someone again. Near the end he made sure to tell me again, except he didn’t say if, he said when. Inhale. Exhale. Yeah, that was hard. Overtime he told me, I fought him. I said I couldn’t imagine it. And, I honestly couldn’t.
But, once he was truly gone (and I realized that I was only 26 and not 76 like I had felt), I felt God telling me it was time to really consider being (or trying to be) in a relationship again. I had lost parts of Nick and parts of our relationship over such a long period of time and I had grieved those losses every second of every day for years. The thought of beginning again was scary, especially so soon. I was so fearful of what people might think. (And, that is a blog post in and of itself. The fears that one faces when you know what God is telling you but know that it may not be a “popular” path. Maybe I’ll go over that at some point soon.)
I remember putting Austyn down for a nap and going to my room to pray. My dad was living with me at the time, but he wasn’t home. And, that was definitely a good thing, because I collapsed. I couldn’t even make it to the couch. I fell on my hands and knees and the tears began to flow (that sounds dainty… It was more like pour, rage, cascade, gush…. Gross). The gravity of what I thought God wanted me to do felt too much to bear. How could I go on when I had finally begun to understand that there really was no going back?
I cried out to God and I prayed a big prayer. I asked God to look after whoever He had in mind for me next. I poured out to Him and my heart spoke. I knew that the only relationship that could sustain me at this point would be one that pushed me closer to Him.
So I asked God for that. I told Him that if I was to ever be in another relationship, I wanted one that brought me closer to Him. That made me stronger in Him. That made me more like Love.
Secondary to that, I wanted someone who could truly love me and love my daughter.
“And nothing else matters.” I proceeded to tell God what didn’t matter… Career. Money. Looks. Location. Dog or Cat person (I took that one back… He has to be a dog person… Just kidding).
After some time on that floor, I finally felt like I could pick myself back up. From there, I knew that God had it in His hands. I felt complete peace that He had a plan. And I didn’t know if I would meet this guy soon or in a few decades but I knew, as Nick had known and even shared with our pastor, that God had someone else in mind for me.
Fast forward a week or so. Life had gone on as normal, which included about a million diaper changes (tad exaggeration) and many wonderful moments spent staring into my sweet daughter’s eyes (when she would sit still long enough that is).
I had decided to create an account on a Christian dating site. And, let me tell you creating that profile was scaarrre-ey. Some of the emails that followed were downright horrifying (I kid… sort of). After just a few days, I was about ready to delete the whole thing when a message caught my eye.
There is so much I could tell you from there… About all of the things that God did to even get me to give this guy my number, let alone my real name. He lived in Florida so a quick coffee date wouldn’t work but we were able to get to know each other through email and, eventually, long phone calls. Then, he came up to Seattle for a week. We hung out and he was exactly who I thought he was. A strong man of God that had been through a lot, like me (well, not the man part).
This summer, I had the opportunity to take an extended vacation. I had been thinking about Southern California, but decided to change my plans. Instead, I went to Pensacola, Florida unsure of what would transpire. The month was lovely. I spent time and made time. And then spent it again.
And a good portion of that time was spent in the company of my new friend. As we grew closer, I knew that God had some kind of plan and, though I was so tempted to run in the other direction, I held on.
After much prayer on both of our ends, we became official (I felt like I was in high school again… I have a “boyfriend”… It felt like it had been ages) in August. And, before I left for Seattle, we began praying about our next steps. Neither of us wanted a long-distance relationship and we didn’t think God necessarily wanted it for us either. But, we were on literal opposite ends of the country. How in the world would we make this work?
It would be hard to write out what transpired in those last few weeks. But, God made it clear in our hearts that we were supposed to be in Florida. He started with me. And I tried so hard to ignore it; to pretend I didn’t hear or feel His prompts. But, eventually I gave in and admitted it. It felt like making that leap (or many leaps, across the stinking country!) was God’s best option for me.
Now, let’s take a detour for a second here. It’s not that I believe that God wouldn’t have blessed me had I decided not to move. God works in mysterious ways, that is for sure. And we definitely have a choice. We can follow what we believe is God’s voice or we can turn away. We can attempt to listen, or we can listen to the world. It’s really up to us and was up to me, but I felt like God’s best (read: best, not only) option for me was to make this move. Ok, back to the story.
Instead of holding onto my fears and refusing to believe He could be asking for such a thing, I decided to take a step. And, as soon as I made the decision to trust, I was given peace again.
When I told my family and my closest friends what was on my heart, they confirmed what I was feeling. That scared little voice inside me (you guys have one too, right, that’s not just me?) was actually hoping that at least one of them would think I was crazy. That at least one of them would beg for me to change my mind. But, honestly, they showed care, asked the right questions, said they would miss me like crazy but supported me through and through. I really do have the best friends in the entire world. (Why do they have to be so awesome?! I miss my Washington mountains, dangit!)
I sold my home.
I sold about a third of my furniture.
And, I signed a lease. (And, God worked crazy miracles – yes, plural – into each one of those events. Oh how I wish I could tell you fast enough!)
There you have it. I’m now living in an itsy-bisty Florida town on the Gulf of Mexico so that I can be closer to the one I love. So that we don’t have to be long distance. So, we can see what this is all made of. I took the leap.
Let’s fast forward again (because, let’s face it, I’m long-winded… I start a short storytelling bootcamp next week – psych!).
This move has taught me so many new things. It’s challenged me in ways I never imagined. It’s required bravery on days when I was sure I had none left. Though I can’t say that I know what God is doing or if this is a final destination, I can say that this adventure has brought me so much closer to God. And, if we remember from my uber blubbery prayer sesh on the floor back in May, that is exactly what I wanted.
And, my new relationship? It’s certainly pushed God and I closer still. It’s helped me see myself clearer than I have in a long time. I have an absolutely amazing man in my life. His heart is humble but brave, strong but loving, determined but gentle. He is certainly committed to a life filled with God, committed to me and committed to my little girl. This was my second request. I’m enjoying that for now.
So, here I am in a new city (on what feels like a different planet). Trying to be brave and aiming with all my might for hope. Working through a new, amazing (and different) love. I’ve got a beautiful daughter with a fighter’s heart. And, I’ve got a God on my side who I know will always have my back… I truly am blessed.
Unfortunately, I still can’t see the future (I know… shocker, right?!). I still want to clamp my fists so tightly around what I know. I’m often tempted to run headlong to my fears, grab on tight, and let all the things that could go wrong take over. Sometimes I long for the old, the remembered, the comfortable. But, then I remember something that someone very special to me used to say all the time… We aren’t to worry because “God’s got it.” (That would be my dear sweet late-hubby’s wonderful quote).
Whatever you are facing, whatever challenges, whatever fears keep you up at night… Maybe you can try, like me, to choose faith over fear. To cast aside your worry. To lift those wings, weightless, with nothing to tie you down. After all, that’s what you were made for.
Being brave is a choice. Choosing hope is courageous. I’ll let go if you will. …You first! ;]
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12 thoughts on “I’ll Let Go If You Will”
As one of those blessed to have spent time with you hear on planet Pensacola;) I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks for letting go of fear and visiting. Thanks for letting us hang with Austyn in the nursery, because she is adorable and absolutely hilarious! Thanks for moving here and truly blessing us with your company! YOU ARE AMAZING! I just love you and Austyn! You are such a wonderful person and I can not say enough how glad I am you guys are here! Thank you for sharing your story. Though there is tragedy there is so much beauty! Very encouraging! Looking forward to more awesome posts!
Thanks so much Danielle! I am so lucky to have met You and all my amazing new friends. Thank you for your comment and for your love and support. xo
Wow! I too am guilty of holding on to tight to something (really someone) when I knew God had a different plan. So hear an I trying to listen and follow. I’m thinking about moving to So Cal too!
Thanks Joe! It can be so hard to let go, but I believe we are always blessed for it when it’s what God is calling us to. Keep your heart open to whatever plan He has for you. Often it’s so much different than we might have imagined. God bless!
What a blessing to get to read your story. I love it!!! You are truly amazing!! And such an inpiration for such a young woman. Blows me away really… But thats because Im old and still are not where you are with your faith trust and love… Im working on it.. Thank you so much for sharing your life with me (us) your such an honest down to earth beautiful person. Your’s and Nick’s Austyn is adorable.. I love seeing her pictures on instagram. I cant wait for the next blog ( i guess thats what its called) Thank you Alyssa for sharing your heart !!!
Mary! You are such a rockstar. Thank you for your continued love and support. God bless you always!
Your words are so eloquent and your expressions so genuine and true. Thank you for being you Alyssa! I look forward to following your blog. Remember….I may not be Pensacola, but I’m not Seattle either!
Hi Hope! Not that far away, huh? Thanks for your kind words. I really appreciate it. God bless you. Stay awesome!
What an inspiring story. I list my son at 22 years old in a car accident. He was my only child then in 2012 Ray was diagnosed with Pmp. The road was tough and scary and still holding on to fear. There are days when my heart is heavy filled with sadness. I lost the two people I loved most. Ray died in April 2013. Since his death I have not dated. I thought about dating sites but at 48 years old was scared to do it. I guess I need to let go of my fear and trust that God has a plan for me. Thank you for the inspirational story. There is hope and where there is hope there is love. Lisa
Dearest Lisa… I remember your sweet story from the PMP site. I am so sorry for both of your losses. Some days are so full of dark and so full of hopelessness until we remember to look to the One who is light and who is Hope. And He gets us through when we ask. But it can still be SO hard! And trust is SO hard! I feel often that it would be easier to give up. But, we weren’t called to be defeated. And God has defeated death. I have to remind myself often but… we have NOTHING to be afraid of. Everyone is different and grief is crazy and different for all. I would encourage you to pray and to ask God for direction. He will lead you when the time comes. Sending love to you!
I have been following your story from the beginning, my life has been turned up side down and I am learning to believe that I have no control of what happens. You are such an inspiration and out of such a tragedy, you keep on going on. I am so happy for you and Thank you for your wisdom and sharing your story with us. I love the title I’ll Let Go If You Will, we’ll that I have or will after reading your story. God Bless. I am so happy for you. I may be going to Florida too, from NH. I will read all your monthly Archives and follow by your example.
Much Blessings and Love
You are Brave, and now I know what I need to do!!!
Thank you for being you. I want to be me and live for me now too.
Linda, thank you so much for following my new blog. I really appreciate it! There isn’t much content here now but it will be growing each week. So thankful that you reached out. I am so sorry that everything has been so crazy recently. Life has a way of catching us off guard, but I have also found that God has an amazing way of catching and steadying us in the midst of even the most powerful storms. Reach out to Him, tell Him what you need. He loves you indefinitely. Sending positive thoughts to you, my friend. xoxo