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the hitching post

hitching post

a few weeks back i wrote a post about habits and getting unhitched from some of the things we want to leave behind this year.  if you missed it, you can read it here.  but it’s got me thinking about our hitching posts.  what gets us tied up.  imagine it…  in my mind i see my sweet child self, sitting hunched up on my knees all alone on a dusty road in some old shanty town, a rope hanging loosely around my neck tied to a hitching post outside a sun weathered saloon.  don’t ask me why i’m going all wild west on you, but that’s what i see!  what do you see?

we’re all hitched up to something.  and for most of us, it’s a handful of the same old things.  i confess i’ve been a little hitched up the last few weeks.  and if you’re honest, i bet you have been too.  fear of man is a powerful thing.  it can cause us to turn our lives upside down.  to stop doing things we love.  to lean on things that harm us.  spiral in anxiety.  pull back from those who love us.  suffer fear.  shame.  guilt.  anger.  insecurity.  loss.  pain.  bitterness.  resentment.  unforgiveness.

pick your poison.

and back to that childhood image i see when i close my eyes and imagine…  that precious, innocent face.  so many of our hitching posts were developed there.  behind the bright, pure eyes of a child.  before we knew how to cope or protect ourselves.  before we knew to brace from the harsh conditions of this world.  when wounds from a parent, friend, sibling, neighbor, predator, cut straight to the quick.  went deep into the fabric of our soul and left an indelible mark.

we created patterns of being.  patterns of living.  of thought, belief, value, worth.  and some of those patterns were and are flawed.  misperceived.  wrong, even.  and yet we continue to live by them.  allow them to shape our adult patterns of relating, interpreting and being.  if you’re anything like me you worry.  more than enough.  about your kids, marriage, finances, family, health, friends, savings, weight, appearance, perceptions, value, life.

therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear.  is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?  look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.  are you not much more valuable than they?  can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?  matthew 6:25

that last part is what tightens the rope around my neck.  “can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”  and insert {fearing, fixing, figuring, or whatever it is you do best} into the place of ‘worrying’ in that sentence.  who am i?  i can get caught in a swirling whirling dust storm of worry, fear or dread.  and i am but a babe.  to think that i, a mere baby in my faith, could think i would be an exception to the rule.  and yet, the storm rages on.  what will they think of me?  what if the test comes back positive?  does he love me?  what if so and so doesn’t like me?  can we afford it?  what if i fail?  how will they judge me?  who will stand with me?  what if i regret it?  what if they…..{fill in the blank}?

after all my whirling dust storms subside, i’m still left in the same abandoned shanty town.  all tied up, a few hours short, and no better for the worry.

but seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.  therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.  each day has enough trouble of its own.  matthew 6:33-34

unhitch yourself from that old familiar post.

how do you live unhitched, boldly unhindered and free?



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  • Kay Fredrick January 28, 2013, 1:28 pm

    This morning I was reading Matthew Henry’s 18th century commentary on John 17. These words stood out to me:
    Christ has not only treasured up comforts for his people, in providing for their future welfare, but has given out comforts to them, and said that which will be for their present satisfaction. He here condescended in the presence of his disciples to publish his last will and testament, and (which many a testator is shy of) lets them know what legacies he had left them, and how well they were secured, that they might have strong consolation.

    The truth that Jesus has left a legacy for me, that I can discover that legacy in his word, that I am secure in him, daily unhitches me from my past and leads me to my future in Jesus. Yea God!

    • Tammy January 28, 2013, 3:03 pm

      mmmmm… i love that. discovering the legacy he left for me in his word. love.

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