Make me a captive, Lord,
And then I shall be free;
Force me to render up my sword,
And I shall conqueror be.
— George Matheson


So much of life is letting go, surrendering, falling to one’s knees and crying out, "I give up, Lord!"

This prayer should never be far from our lips. We must continually be losing bits of our life; only then, will the path open up before us.

Don't fight the paradox, embrace it.