The Box

I see my self walking along side you. Chatting and keeping conversation. Nesting around my chest is this box that I am carrying. Not to big not too small. The right size that I could see over it. Since I remember I had always had it with me. But today is different. Something is taking place; I don’t paid attention and continue walking and chatting, enjoying the company. Over the years we had become good friends. 

You know all my dreams, my hopes and you had been with me during the must difficult times off my life, you have directed my steps and showed me the way out. You know me more than I know myself. You created my inmost been and nothing is hiding from you. 

I hear your voice saying, look inside the box. I asked my self “why should I look ? Why are you telling me to look inside?  Don’t you already know what’s inside?

Puzzle by your request I fumble with the box I take my time, I don’t understand; since we stared to walk you had seen me carrying this box, and now, you had decided to tell me to look inside it? I recognize your tone of voice, joyful and playful. 

I am puzzled but I obey. 

I stop put the box down and I dare to look down at the box, and to my surprise is empty. Empty. !!! 

I look up and I see your face smiling at me, hear your voice saying. “ it has been empty for a long time. 

I realize then, the enemy has used residue off myself old self to hold me back. 

Insecurity, fear, doubt, double minded, low self esteem, comparing myself with other, thinking of me less, not fully trusting God. 

All those “things” I have struggled with. There are gone. I am a new creation. Wrong perspective and wrong beliefs, had me carrying this empty box for so long. 

Today I had made the decision not to pick the box up again. 

Asking the Lord to bring to my attention when I consider to grab hold off it again. 

As we continue walking. This time he takes my hand and lead me as young child, I feel light, leaving the box behind has giving me a new perspective for tomorrow. 

Able to recognize a new strength in me we walked away, leaving behind the empty box that I had carried for so long. 

Now my question is. What are you carrying? What are you holding on? 

May this devotion help you see deeper into self and help you empty out your box 

Blessings 

Ivette Dias-Yee