sometimes the letting go is forced upon us by circumstances, and sometimes it takes courage for us to initiate. at some point in life we find ourselves on either side of the coin, and the best we could do would be to trust god's hand in it all, and let him teach us the art of letting go.
what if we could tell our stories not only when they're complete and neat and tied with a beautiful bow, but when we're in the middle of them? imagine with me, a church where we model for each other how to survive the middle of the story and not just the end. i 