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When do we hold on and when do we let go? 

If it's only me, I would hold on. I know I can. 

I know that's what I want to do. 

I would hold on to my very last breath. 

Letting go would never be an option. 

I would hope and keep on hoping. 

But it's not just about me or my will. 

It's all about His  and so we ask continually for direction. 

We'll keep asking and asking. 

Is this really Your will? 

Are You really happy? 

Did I hear You clearly? 

Why am I feeling this way? 

There's something unsure, uncertain.

 Insecurity on the rise.

Fear again is creeping in.

Am I just being impatient? 

Am I being unfair ?

Am I not being understanding? 

Is it giving up? 

I thought it's something that is sure. 

I thought it's something wanted and looked forward. 

I thought it's something to be excited about. 

Why does it hurt so much to think that maybe it's not anymore? 

Maybe it used to shine, yes, but there just  so many shining things around. 

Is it still shining? 

Will it shine enough? 

And so we wait and pray. 

One day, His will will shine the brightest. 

And so we live each day with the privilege. 

To be grateful that it all get to happen. 

And so we inhale and live. 

We live for the true Reason to live. 

No matter what's the how, we live for Him. 

We love for Him. 

Continually learning how.