It is no small thing to release those you love for the sake of the gospel. To relinquish your heart for kingdom come, especially when the comings of those things you treasure most are far between and few, brief moments of respite and ruckus within the lingering grief of a life surrendered.
It is no small thing.
And it is a thing to be honored. When you place promises into the hand of the Giver and allow His process to mold your heart over and over again. Shaping what you once knew into what must be, laying down your all at the call of a King.
Or how much more, supporting and praying, loving and obeying when understanding is not complete and your house is empty…because you released the small things.
The small ones who are now grown ones who have small ones of their own who were grown in your heart as if from your womb. And the relinquishing of those things for eternal happenings in His eyes is no small thing.
It is the type of worship and posture that illicit words of pleasure from the Father. A twinkle of remembrance and a nod of shared grief.
For it was no small thing when the Creator of ALL things sent His dearest one to hang on a lonely tree.
That One relinquishing His will so that all would be free. So that all would know and take part in the joy that is His in making ways for mankind to choose the one thing. The only one who really matters.
So woman, man, find comfort in your grief. When the ones who were a walk away now live where oceans are between. You walk the sacred pathway that’s been laid from eternity. You position yourself with the Father in the pain of surrendering.
As you cry out in your intercession, heaven counts the tears you weep.
The Father holds you
as He molds you,
anointing royalty
through what pours from you,
setting mantles on the shoulders
of your sons and your daughters,
building up the legacy
that will remain on what you leave.
You are shifting nations from your knees,
changing lives from what you release
though you thought your dreams were dying
you were actually planting seeds…
and it
is
no
small
thing.
By Jenny Erlingsson, For my mother
Written January 1, 2020, posted Mother’s Day May 10th, 2020
