“Sometimes, it’s not the times you decide to fight, but the time you decide to surrender, that make all the difference.” (Sissy Gavrilaki)
I’ve been fighting my whole life since a teenager to get what I think I want. Sometimes to the point of exhaustion. And when I have gotten any of those things, has it made any of life better. Typically, not. Rather, it just leads me onto the next fight, the next battle, the next something where I find myself exerting so much control and force that I often lose myself in the process.
This is why over the past few months I’ve finally decided to do something entirely different. I’ve surrendered. Surrendered to my health issues. Surrendered to my relationship woes. Surrendered to my financial insecurities. Surrendered to my loneliness. Surrendered to my emptiness. Surrendered to everything. I’ve given up the fight. I’ve waved the white flag. And you know what? Life has felt a whole heck of a lot less burdensome.
A lot of insight has come in this surrendering. Sometimes so much so that I am awed at how much me trying to control the outcome of so much in life had blocked me from receiving. Receiving from God that is.
I’ve shed an incredible number of tears lately. Sometimes in the strangest of places. And sometimes in the humblest of moments where I have been able to connect far greater to the hearts of others, something I couldn’t ever seem to do when I wasn’t surrendering at all to anything.
Surrendering to the tide of life may be the best action of life I’ve made in a very, very long time, and one I’ll be reflecting on for probably the rest of this life…
Dear God, I see how surrendering the fight has truly changed my life. Thank you for all the love that has come since, from you, from others, and from within me.
Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson
