From Giving Up to Letting Go

My friend Megan is one of the most inspiring and encouraging women I know. She is currently doing a wonderful series for Lent called Waiting Tables: Observing Lent with a Servant’s Heart. I’m honored to share my experience with surrender in her space today. Join me there? (I know many of you have tasted this kind of sweet surrender yourself. I’d love for you to share your experience in the comments over there!)

Almost everyone can name a food that they hated as a child but have since grown to love, even crave. Sometimes this shift is the result of a palate change. Other times we discover our dislike was attributed to the way in which the food was prepared and served. (Canned peas, anyone?) Such was the case with surrender for me.

I first tasted surrender in backyard battles, playground scrimmages and never-ending games of Monopoly. It was bitter and stung on the way down. In history class and on movie screens I saw others choke on surrender that was always prepared with battle and opposition. In Sunday school I learned that, like broccoli, it was good for me, a nutrient essential to my spiritual health. . .read the rest here.