Alright, let’s just cut right to it. Letting go is really hard. And I'm not just talking about Marie Kondo-ing your closet (although, if you've seen mine lately, that struggle is very real). I'm talking about releasing control of the things closest to your heart: your kids, your dreams, your plans. You know, those things you’ve planned out perfectly in your head but somehow God didn't get the memo.
Enter Jochebed. If you're thinking, "Who?" don't worry. I got you. Jochebed is the fiercely courageous mother of Moses (Exodus 2), and she knows a thing or two about letting go. Picture this: the Pharaoh decides every Hebrew baby boy must be thrown into the Nile. Jochebed had two choices—cling tightly and watch her baby be taken from her, or let him go and trust God completely. So, she places him in a basket and releases him onto the very river meant for his destruction. (Can you imagine the level of faith—and fear—that took?)
Here's the real kicker. Jochebed ends up getting paid to nurse her own son! Now, sis, tell me God doesn’t look out for His own! He honored her courageous choice and turned what seemed like a loss into miraculous provision.
Honestly, letting go terrifies me. I like control. I like to plan. I like things tidy and predictable. But life isn't tidy, and God rarely works predictably. Jochebed reminds me that sometimes the bravest thing we can do is loosen our grip, place our most cherished dreams, people, or situations in God’s hands, and let the river of His grace carry them.
