I was slow to learn that I lack power. I have always felt that I had the right to do as I please. After all, we live in America, the land of the free, right?

Eventually, I could no longer deceive myself. The hustle and bustle of life ultimately brought me to my knees; praying for help to whomever would listen, begging for the insanity to halt.

Sure enough, when I would receive a glimpse of peace, off to the races I would go; being grandiose. Yet, I would return to that place where I had gotten off; a dark and lonely road. In due course, I recognized that if I continued to do what I had always done, I would continue to get what I had always gotten; reason to blame everyone else for my troubles. Literally, it was always the fault of another.

Yet, I came to realize that there is a power greater than myself, and for me that power is God. When I come to the acceptance that I can turn my will and my life over to the care of my higher power, I gain power. Really!

In fact, I no longer have to carry around guilt, shame, anger, and disappointments of life that I am not qualified to handle. Not to say that I do not return to pick up my heavy bag of stuff. But, when I realize that my shoulders are weighed-down, I can turn it all over to God again. All in all, I become dependent, so I can become independent. I become free; I am no longer in bondage of self. When we know the truth, the truth will set us free. (John 8:32)

As a result, I have choices today. I can choose to put one foot in front of the other and do what I know is right, but the outcome is God’s business. No longer do I have to be controlled by habits that tell me when, where, how much, and how often. No. I am free; to roam and to have liberty.

What are your thoughts on a higher power?