Sometimes I can be super organized, orderly, overachiever, okay—I’m super OCD. I want things to be nice and neat, cookie cutter and perfect.
When I graduated from High School and it was time to decide on which college to go to, which major to choose, and which roommates to live with, it was easy to slip into stress and fear at the thought of the unknown and the big decisions awaiting me.
Fear and anxiety would not choose my roommates for me. Fear and anxiety would not guide me to moving to the best college. Fear and anxiety would not show me which major would be most compatible with my abilities and my personality.
I want to have control over pretty much everything. So in addition to being OCD, I’m a control freak as well. With that being said, the Lord has taught me over and over and OVER again that if I let Him have control over my life, my whole life, that I will experience true abundant life—even better than I could dream up for myself.
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” John 10:10
God’s promises are the only thing that have a solid foundation and hold true. This promise, John 10:10, lingered in my head and made me crave this incredible joy that Christ tells us we will receive.
As I began to (nervously) let go of trying to control and micromanage every aspect of my life, I began to turn to Jesus, allowing Him to be the leader of every detail of my world. I trusted Him with my college decision and ended up attending a university that enriched my life in so many ways and helping me launch into spiritual growth.
I trusted Him with my roommate situation and ended up meeting and living with two girls that became my best friends. I trusted Him with my relationships, my time, my money, my family, my weekends and even my job situation. I dug further into the Word and less into Facebook. I chose to surround myself with believers who would encourage me and sharpen me instead of sitting on the couch watching Netflix all day. I chose seeking Christ’s approval and not my peer’s approval. I chose prayer instead of anxiety.
These choices began to transform my life and Jesus revealed to me my true identity, which didn’t involve perfection, deadlines, or control or myself. Rather, it involved a sweet relationship with Him, my identity spelled out for me.
1 Peter 2:9 helps me to break free of this stronghold that so easily wants to grip my heart and tells me that “You are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.”