...for the Puppeteer

We have teachers in school, bosses at work, parents in our household, and mentors in our lives all directing us to do what is best.

Often times we forget that we too act as the directors in our own lives. Instead of relying on the make-shift puppeteers that have been placed in our lives, we allow ourselves to take on the challenges ourselves and through that we forget that above ourselves, above our temporary leaders, we have someone much greater than any of us can imagine. Someone who was placed in our lives to lead the way for us and direct us towards what is truly best.

I have let myself be the puppeteer in my own life to manipulate the brokenness that surrounds me.

I am a do-er and being a do-er, I forget that I am not the one in control, but rather God is. I forget that I am simply the sheep and he is the shepherd guiding the way for me.

Rather than letting myself be led, I force myself to lead and I become a puppeteer that manipulates the path that I should be taking, into a path that I feel is right. I find myself putting on a show for everyone to see, creating an illusion of perfection rather than facing the reality of brokenness. Although I know perfection is unattainable, I still refuse to accept reality at times. I refuse to accept help and I end up becoming more and more tangled in the strings that control me. I become confined in the motions and lose myself to my desires. The only words uttered are those that I allow myself to speak, and the only motions made are the up and down arm motions to wave hello and goodbye.

I want to be able to cut those strings off and let myself stand on stage, in front of an audience of people, and be the person I was intended to be. But instead, I hide behind the strings and dance, trying so hard to make everyone believe that what they are seeing is real.

I am tired of trying to control what God wants for me.

I am tired of trying to push aside reality and face my problems head on.

I am tired of going through this alone.

1 Peter 2:25
For “you were like sheep going astray,” but now you have returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls.

I want to be the sheep who returns to their shepherd.

I want to give up control and work through the realization that my destiny is not solely in my hands.

I want to go through this journey with guidance.

What will you do?

Stay tangled up in the strings of your own manipulation, or join me in following my shepherd on a path that has no strings attached.