to give up (something)
to give (something,
such as power, control, or possession)
to another person or group
Just to be clear, this post is for me.
I have tried to write this post for a couple of weeks but each time
I attempt, I am hit squarely between the eyes with the
subject matter again.
Relinquish is my word for 2014.
At the moment, there is constant pounding of diligent roofers
displaying their handiwork on our outdated house covering.
I stepped out to give our dog her necessary outdoor time and missed
( I don’t use this space to rant but I questioned why it was fine for Carl
to wait 2 hours this morning for him but he couldn’t wait 5 minutes for me?)
End of rant!
We have been anxiously awaiting taking showers again especially during
another heat wave.
An hour before, the Fed Ex man delivered a replacement for
my car’s side mirror which was anonymously smashed on Sunday.
There is a dumpster in front of our house to carry away all the debris
from this roofing project.
We have been told that there is not to be any other garbage left in the dumpster
or we might be fined.
We may or may not have chased down a man who waited until our backs were turned
to launch his doggy deposit bag in among the shingles 😉
Today I want to load up that dumpster with each thought and bad attitude
wedged in my heart, mind and mouth.
I want it driven far enough away that I am never troubled again by
But the thing is, I do have a place to go and unload all my garbage.
A place where it doesn’t matter what category of rubbish, I won’t pay a fine
because someone has already paid the most costly price.
I can toss all my terse words and thoughts right at the foot of the Cross.
I can admit once again how little control I possess over my days.
I can express that this reality makes me cross.
The only way to relinquish is to give up my desire to control
and give away the control to someone else.
Up up and away!
When I am tired, hot and overwhelmed, relinquishing
even an inch seems impossible and not one
Today, the plumber is the boss of me and my time.
I have allowed him to make me feel like I am a hostage
when my unwillingness to bend my agenda hides
the key from unlocking peace in my life.
I can either kick and scream about this fact or
I can submit to the obvious.
Some days I will need to wait.
Simply typing these sentences helps me to relax
and breath out.
I wonder if relinquishment is a kissing cousin of rest.
We surrender to our need to rest.
We give up our busyness and cease doing.
Relinquishment is letting our heart, mind
and soul be at rest on behalf of someone or
Well, the plumber is here.
He is all sweaty and red in the face and I
feel shards of my craziness being launched
to the place where garbage can land and
never be seen or mentioned again.
Grace and thankfulness take up residence
where control had waged domination.
Oh how I am desiring for relinquishment
and rest to reign!