Have you ever had an it that just didn't do it for you anymore? Without warning, without provocation, it just ceased to do whatever it was that it was supposed to do. You tried to increase doing it, maybe more of it would make it work again, but it didn't. You didn't ask for it to be removed, you hadn't prayed about it. It just stopped being it. Did you try to replace it with another it that just couldn't touch it? Was it a person, place or thing that was your it? Did you pick your it back up, despite the fact that it was no longer working, because it was familiar? Have mercy!
That was the Lord removing something that you no longer needed. You didn't have to ask for it to be removed, it was just time for it to go. Whether it was drinking, cigarettes, marijuana, crack, cocaine, sex, homosexuality, a he or she. The Lord saw fit to remove it.
I had several its, lol. The first it He removed was alcoholism. I was up to drinking a 5th of Remy V.S.O.P every two to three days. I would stop on the way home from work every other morning and grab that bottle. I justified it by saying that was the only way I could fall asleep after working midnights. I would also say, that I could be a pill popper like some of the other nurses I worked with. I was at the hospital for 8 years. I didn't stop drinking until two years before I left. So for 6 years, a 5th of Remy V.S.O.P. every couple of days. Why did it stop? I didn't ask for it to stop, I hadn't prayed about it, it was just time for it to go. Two years later, my kids father stopped being my it. I would pick him back up continuously because he was familiar. Those were my major it's that just ceased to be enough.
Nope, I take that back. My mother was my it. My mother had my back through whatever. I relied on her heavily, she was all I had left in this God-forsaken city. All of my "friends" had moved away and I was stuck. It was just me, her and the kids. He took her. I am truly grateful that He stopped her pain, but in taking her He left me "alone." But what He revealed to me was that she was the final crutch that had to be removed before I fully depended on Him. She was my it and she was not enough to do what it was that He needed to be done in me. She had done her part. She brought me in the world, raised me as best she could, and now it was His turn. Death is final, I couldn't pick her back up. Truth be told, I almost didn't pick myself back up after losing her. We didn't have the best relationship and I low-key resented having to take care of her the way I did, but as I stated before she was all I had left up here.
We hardly ever know why the Lord does what He does and even when He does grace us with an explanation, some times it still doesn't make sense. If you do recognize, however, the hand of the Lord moving, don't question it. Don't scream bloody murder, while having a death grip on it. Is that it more important that whatever the Lord has in store for you? He is not the author of fear! Being afraid to let a thing go is merely the result of us believing the lies the enemy whispers in our ear. Sometimes you just gotta take the leap of faith and trust the Lord will catch you. Not jumping to catch that thing though, because there is no telling where you may land chasing that thing. We all have had detours and obstacles, post-ponemnets (is that a word? lol) and disappointments mostly because it was too hard to let a thing go.
When it, is no longer it, just let it go. The thing waiting to take it's place is far greater!
Amen
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