Life Bailout

Bailout For Your Heart

With this topsy-turvy economy we’re in, nothing is stable and it seems there are all kinds of “bailouts” being handed out and sought after.  “Whether you got in this situation by decision or by default, we’ll just … bail you out!”

Wouldn’t it be nice if there were a bailout for your heart?

You know, something to take the weight off your shoulders that “life” seems to have a knack for piling on?  Something that would enable and empower you to just let it all go and embrace and engage tomorrow with new hope?

There is…

Are your hands tired?  Are they bloody and bruised from all you’ve tried to hold on to?  Are they callused and scratched from trying to cling to your pursuits?

Mine are.

It’s impossible to fully grasp tomorrow when your hands are still full of yesterday.

Open your hands.

Let it go.

What are your hands tired of clinging to today?


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Monica Watkins
Monica Watkins

"It’s impossible to fully grasp tomorrow when your hands are still full of yesterday." This line is so full of great wisdom, and I thank you for sharing.

Kyle Reed
Kyle Reed

Taking a bailout means that I have failed, and ultimately I have to get past that for myself, understanding that I cannot do it myself but knowing that my heart needs a bailout is something that I am working through.

Grant Jenkins
Grant Jenkins

I can relate. When I hit the point last year when I felt like what was happening to me would make me a "failure", I realized that I wasn't nearly as concerned about failing privately as I was appearing like a "failure" publicly. I'll be blogging about that very thing real soon. Ultimately, it was pride. There is no failure in letting go and falling into God's arms, but it's usually our own pride and fear of how we will be perceived that keeps us from accepting and walking in the "bailout" that is available to us.

JuliaKate
JuliaKate

it's kinda funny, but all i can think of is "Stinky Binks". i am a nanny & i love what i do. i chose nannying because i love kids, it's actually really good money, it gives me very long breaks (aka nap time) to work on personal projects, and i do it on a year by year basis. i just sat down to check the facebook, twitter, email, my blog, the blogs of some others and obviously yours. my break was delayed today. why? because the cat, who is being relieved of its misery this weekend, peed on the baby's security blanket, Stinky Binks. the cat is old, & sick, & not really the point of this comment. anyway, the little guy i care for has never once slept without his Binks, never ever. i did everything i could... rocked him, sang to him, rubbed his back, gave him another blanket that looked just like it & nothing worked. an hour later Binks was ready & gave it to him. he took a few minutes to check it out, sniff it, rub it on his cheek & then he rolled over & knocked out.

i walked away thinking, "oh my God... thank you for letting me "cry it out" & not giving in & returning what i was so stubbornly clinging to." i was clinging out of desperation, lack of hope, and of course the kicker... i felt it was MINE. I looked just like this little guy when i had to let go: eyes soaked, nose running, red faced, & hysterical. and now i feel free, lighter, & stronger than ever before.

Reminds me of the Tim Hughes/Brooke Fraser song... "Simply to the cross i cling, Letting go of all earthly things. Clinging to the cross. Mercy’s found a way for me, Hope is here as i am free. Jesus, You are all i need. Clinging to the cross."

Sorry it's so long. I only blog on tuesdays, so i guess i still had a lot to say;)

Grant Jenkins
Grant Jenkins

wow. what you just shared here is powerful. I can completely relate. I'm walking through it now. Thank you for this.

JuliaKate
JuliaKate

it's kinda funny, but all i can think of is "Stinky Binks". i am a nanny & i love what i do. i chose nannying because i love kids, it's actually really good money, it gives me very long breaks (aka nap time) to work on personal projects, and i do it on a year by year basis. i just sat down to check the facebook, twitter, email, my blog, the blogs of some others and obviously yours. my break was delayed today. why? because the cat, who is being relieved of its misery this weekend, peed on the baby's security blanket, Stinky Binks. the cat is old, & sick, & not really the point of this comment. anyway, the little guy i care for has never once slept without his Binks, never ever. i did everything i could... rocked him, sang to him, rubbed his back, gave him another blanket that looked just like it & nothing worked. an hour later Binks was ready & gave it to him. he took a few minutes to check it out, sniff it, rub it on his cheek & then he rolled over & knocked out.
i walked away thinking, "oh my God... thank you for letting me "cry it out" & not giving in & returning what i was so stubbornly clinging to." i was clinging out of desperation, lack of hope, and of course the kicker... i felt it was MINE. I looked just like this little guy when i had to let go: eyes soaked, nose running, red faced, & hysterical. and now i feel free, lighter, & stronger than ever before.
Reminds me of the Tim Hughes/Brooke Fraser song... "Simply to the cross i cling, Letting go of all earthly things. Clinging to the cross. Mercy’s found a way for me, Hope is here as i am free. Jesus, You are all i need. Clinging to the cross."
Sorry it's so long. I only blog on tuesdays, so i guess i still had a lot to say;)