I am noticing a deeper understanding and love for Liessa emerging, and it is not without effort. In fact, effort is quietly serving its proper purpose in loving her more. But lest I give the impression that I have arrived, nothing could be further from the truth.
There are still struggles within me that want the self to remain at the center. Old reflexes. Subtle assertions of control. Yet alongside that tension is a growing joy. The joy of knowing her more deeply. And with that joy comes a clearer awareness that love advances through repeated surrender.
What I am learning is that loving Liessa well requires more than intention. It requires the ongoing choice to yield. Again and again. Not because love is fragile, but because love asks to be handled with reverence.
What grounded my confession and placed surrender where it belongs was a simple realization:
“The more you learn, the less you know.”
And there, I see God accomplishing His real work in me. Not through mastery, but through humility. Not through control, but through trust.
And once again, I bow. And surrender.
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