Dressing Bottles

I pulled the dressing out of the refrigerator and the oils on the outside made the glass bottle drop out of my hands. As I stand there watching the bottle drop to the floor. It is going in slow motion and is see the bottle flip over and over. I reach out my hand to grab it before it hits the floor but I didn’t grab fast enough. The bottle hit the floor sending glass and dressing all over the kitchen floor.
In my mind the bottle appeared to be dropping so slowly but at the same time I couldn’t reach it. What was I suppose to do? There’s no use in crying over spilt milk or dressing for that matter. But right now I feel as though the dressing bottle represents my life. If I can just grab a hold of the bottle before it hits the floor I know everything is going to be alright and I won’t have to worry about picking up the pieces or loosing what’s on the inside of this life I have all planned out. What am I to do?
I stretch out my hand to grab a hold of my life but the bottle is going too fast. My hands can’t catch up to the bottle and now I know the unenviable is going to happen. But I don’t want to have to pick up the broken pieces. I don’t want to have to mop up the dressing it’s just too much work because there are so many other things going on.
My life is moving too fast and I can’t keep up with it yet at the same time I see my life dragging on in slow motion as though I will not make it to the next step in my life. What am I suppose to do?
I’m suppose to let go and let God Jeremiah 29:11 says “For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the LORD, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
By not reaching out I will allow God to reach out and grab a hold of the slippery bottle known as my life. HE knows what’s going to happen and HE knows that no matter how much I try to control what will happen in my life only HE knows what HE has planned for me. Though I might try to see whats going on and try to sort things out…I can’t? I CAN’T… I know I can’t but why do I try to. Why do I give things over to God and then take them back upon my own shoulders piece by piece until what I gave to God is no longer given to HIM but taken back by me.
It’s time I LET GO OF THIS LIFE…that has nothing to offer me…and stretch my hands to the heavens and allow God to catch the falling dressing bottles in my life…Allow HIM to rule and reign as the almighty Savior that HE is. To keep my hands outstretched in surrender to the ONE who sent HIS son to die on the cross in order for my sins to be forgiven. To live a life that is all ABOUT God and not about the worries of this life. Being married, having the dream job, owning a home, wearing the name brand clothing, looking like a movie star none of it matters when my hands are lifted and my focus is upon the LORD.