Letting the Water Keep Moving
Water does not hurry.
It keeps moving anyway.
Over rocks.
Around bends.
Through narrow places and open ones.
It does not argue with gravity.
It simply follows the path life gives it.
Many of us learned to live with everything clenched.
Holding breath.
Holding emotion.
Holding grief.
Holding anger.
Holding questions.
Shrinking often shows up as holding.
Tight fists.
Tight shoulders.
Tight prayers.
we keep ourselves rigid because somewhere along the way, softening felt unsafe.
But Christ keeps inviting people into motion again.
Not frantic motion.
Gentle motion.
The kind that reshapes stone slowly.
The kind that clears what fear told us to freeze.
Stopping shrinking sometimes looks like letting what you have been gripping loosen.
Letting tears move.
Letting anger surface without shame.
Letting truth flow instead of stagnate.
There are seasons when release feels terrifying.
When control masquerades as faith.
When surrender sounds like disappearance.
Jesus knows the difference.
He never confuses softening with weakness.
He never asks people to vanish.
He teaches them how to move again without losing themselves.
If today all you can manage is one unclenched muscle, that counts.
If you let one honest emotion pass through instead of swallowing it, that is healing.
If you allow yourself to release what you were never meant to carry alone, that is worship.
God is not asking you to harden to survive.
He is teaching you how to flow.