letting go meditation

We meditate on Your words as we center our hearts back into Your loving presence.

YAHWEH, you're the bedrock beneath my feet, my faith fortress, my wonderful deliverer, my God, my rock of rescue where none can reach me. You're the shield around me, the mighty power that saves me, and my high place. Psalms 18:2 (TPT)

To start, let's authentically acknowledge our losses, release the burden of sin, and let go of the wounds of shame. Soften your gaze gently. Picture yourself seated next to the Father as you pour out your heart to Him. Take a heavy object (rock, weight, or other) and hold it in your palm.

Abba Papa,

Managing my losses, guilt, bondage, strongholds, shame, and sin while moving forward is a struggle for me.

I sense their heaviness weighing on my chest, like a heavyweight.

Father, do others see how much they weigh me down?

Can I set them aside, Father? Truly release them.

In my innermost being, my response is no. They cling to me persistently, often overshadowing everything else.

Grief appears to accumulate each day.

I express to you Lord what I often tell myself – it's fine. Just another anguish to add to my load of burdens.

I have learned to navigate with these burdensome weights on my chest.

I've mastered pretending everything is okay.

But today, my soul is depleted.

The weight of accumulated heartache is unbearable.

How can I let go, Father? How can I truly release it?

I examine each loss and acknowledge its impact on my identity.

I ponder its significance and try to let it go.

I no longer weep over my grief, yet the tears linger in my eyes.

The unshed tears are like stones buried deep within the rubble, now part of me.

I've heard that a sick heart can result from improper grieving.

I am uncertain how to mourn in a way that leads to genuine healing and restores my true self.

I am clueless.

Will you guide me, Father?

If you can lead me to a place where I can truly mourn, I will follow.

 I come before you with a willing heart as I lie down each weight piled upon my chest as I let my tears flow deep from the bottom of my soul.

With a willing heart to let it all go, to be refined by You, My Creator

I am forgiven, redeemed, transformed, set free, completely free

Ready to lie fully alive in my beautiful God-given identity.

Sit with the Father as He heals your wounded heart and reveals to you how beautiful you truly are to Him and how nothing separates you from His love.

Journal what He says as you pause in His presence.

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