Divorce is not easy. There are days where a bit of happiness peeks in but mostly days of sadness, confusion, grief. I guess this is normal. After all, a divorce is a death of what was once our hope for the future. Today I've realized that until I let go of my past, God cannot take control of my future. I've been holding on way too hard. I call it a death grip on my past. And until I let go of that grip, I cannot cling to Jesus for my future. Pretty good concept, isn't it?