Letting Go: Putting It in God’s Hands (Even When It Hurts)

Let’s be real—letting go and giving it to God sounds beautiful in theory… until you're actually asked to do it.

Because surrender means giving up control.
And control feels safe.
Even when it's an illusion.

It’s scary to lay it all down and say, “Okay, God… Your will, not mine.” But it’s also where peace begins.

That doesn’t mean I’ve mastered it. Not even close.
I wrestle. I worry. I want to plan and predict and know.
But faith doesn’t work that way. God doesn’t work on our timetable or follow our Pinterest board version of how life is supposed to go.

We don’t always get what we pray for—and sometimes, what we get instead looks nothing like what we imagined.
But with time and trust, we come to realize… it’s what we truly needed.
It’s what was best.

When the Pain Feels Bigger Than the Plan

I’m not the first, and I certainly won’t be the last, to ask:

• Why does life have to hurt so much?

• Why do we lose people we love?

• Why do finances fall apart?

• Why does grief feel like it’s swallowed us whole?
  

The truth? I don’t have the answers.
But I know God has a plan.

And I've lived through the ache of questioning it all.

When I lost one of my babies at 38 weeks, the pain was crushing.
I felt numb.
I felt punished.
I questioned whether I was worthy of the love I’d just lost.

But one day, our 22-month-old sat in the living room, talking softly to himself.
When asked who he was talking to, he said, “TT is fine. He felt no pain. He’s ok. He couldn’t stay, but it’ll all be okay, Mommy.”

We had been telling the kids that they were going to have a brother named Trent Thomas, but he was way too young to translate that to ‘TT’!

But our toddler spoke it like it was already written on his heart.

It was in that moment, I felt it—not an answer, but a peace.

I still didn’t understand. But I trusted more deeply.
I still grieved. But I knew my pain wasn’t wasted.
I still missed my baby. But I stopped questioning God's love for me.

Because even in the heartbreak, God was near.

Giving It to God Isn’t Easy—But It’s Everything

Surrender isn’t a one-time thing. It’s a daily decision.
It’s choosing to let go of your tight grip and say, “Even if I don’t understand, I trust You.”

Sometimes, it feels like falling.
Other times, like floating.
Always, it’s faith.

I don’t pretend to be perfect at it.
But I keep showing up, heart open, hands lifted—asking God to take what I can’t carry anymore.

What About You?

What have you found the hardest to let go of?

Is it a dream? A person? A future you pictured but never got to live?
Whatever it is, you don’t have to carry it alone.
You don’t even have to be strong—just willing.

Give it to Him.

Even if it takes everything in you to let go.

“Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” – 1 Peter 5:7

God, I want to trust You more. I want to let go of the weight I’ve been holding, but it’s hard. Help me surrender, even when I don’t understand. Help me believe that Your plan is good, even when life feels anything but. I give You my grief, my fear, my control, and I ask You to fill the space with Your peace. Amen.