A friend and I were talking the other day and I saw in my mind a big jumble of tangled string.
It was such a mess that it would take a lifetime to untangle and maybe even more.
A girl is holding the tangled mass and trying desperately to untangle it.
First pulling a string here, looping it under there…
But it’s not getting any better;
in fact, it’s even worse.
Next to this person is her loving Heavenly Father, holding his hand out saying,
‘Here, I’ll do it. Just give it to me. Let it go into my hand’.
But she so stubbornly refuses thinking, “I can do this! I don’t need help.
I can do it on my own.
Besides, what will people think if they see I have to let it go and can’t do it!?
If they see that I am able to fail?”
So she keeps on stubbornly keeping her own way until finally, in exasperation and tears, there is nothing else that she could do but give it her Father.
So she gives it to him.
He takes it with gentleness and love, with his grace pouring over her and surrounding her.
And He starts to untangle the string and to bring it out bit by bit.
It hurts the girl to see that He can do this and she can’t.
But it is so relieving too.
After waiting both patiently and impatiently, she thinks she can see the end and she grabs the ball of string.
“It looks easy enough from here,” she says and she takes it from Him and proudly tries to untangle the string just like Him.
But after a few rushed tries to get it done, she ends up tangling it more and more…
and the scene is repeated.
again and again
Finally, after many of these replays, it hits her.
And she is in tears.
She has to let go.
To let the Him carry her burden.
To let Him do the healing.
To let Him untangle the string.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6 (ESV emphasis added)