I have been awake for hours already this morning. Whatever sleep I did end up getting over the course of the night was not restful. I kept falling asleep and falling back into this stupid dream revolving around a trip to the beach, in a hotel crammed with spring breakers, a bus that was really one big bathroom (think gym locker room and you'll get the idea) attached to this hotel and county prisoners cleaning it.
This is what my brain does when it's got a lot to process.
And when i read what i just typed above I realize that i made it sound like we're going through turmoil over here.
No, we just have a lot going on here at casa Kibler and I have been wanting to get to a quiet place, organize thoughts, pray, write, and with 2 boys starting spring break, that wasn't happening. So my brain took over during my sleep. At least it was entertaining - i just wonder what the prisoners scrubbing the floor of the bus bathroom relates to in my real life.
Since I was awake, I thought I'd capitalize on the quiet - and when i grabbed my laptop i found it was on a blog i must have clicked through to and then got sidetracked yesterday, because i didn't read it until this morning. But oh lordy. It was appropriate.
It was relating sailing to your relationship with God.
I don't sail but she explained it so simply that I got it.
She said, when the wind is in front of you (you're facing the situation) you have all of your sails trimmed, keeping from healing over - she said to think of it as being braced for what's ahead, facing it head on so to speak, that maneuver is called a "tack". Not "attack" but a "tack" But i thought how similar the words in meaning were here.
Then, she described a 'jibe', where the wind is behind you - she likened it to turning your back on the situation, and you have to let loose of your sails in order to catch the wind from behind. This letting go is called a 'broad reach'.
Sometimes we have to let go in order to let God do his thing. A broad reach is a broad stretch for me. I'm not good at that. I like control. I don't like letting go. That's definitely not in my comfort zone. I'm trying though.
How do you let go?