Because the wheel is too smallā
and Iāve got more baggage than legroom.
This isnāt your classic Christian radio surrender.
Thereās no soft fade-out. No choir swell. No warm fuzzies.
Just me.
Overpacked with pain,
stuck in emotional turbulence,
trying to pray without losing my sh*t in public.
They say āGive it to God.ā
But nobody tells you what to do when you don’t trust anyone to hold your paināespecially not someone invisible.
š§³ When Faith Meets Flight Risk
Iāve heard it a thousand times:
āJust give it to Jesus.ā
As if trauma is carry-on luggage
and God is a heavenly bellhop
waiting to take my burdens
while I relax into peace that never shows up on time.
But trauma doesnāt check itself at the altar.
It shows up in my body. In my breathing.
In the way I flinch at kindness and rehearse exits in therapy.
š§ Psychology Meets Prayer
Surrender is a luxury when youāve lived in survival mode.
When your nervous system doesnāt know what safety feels like,
letting go feels more like falling.
And trusting anyoneāeven Godā
can feel like a setup for more abandonment.
āJesus, take the wheelā?
I get it.
But maybe first,
let me unclench the steering wheel from my trauma-triggered grip.
𩸠The Truth Behind āLet Go and Let Godā
Sometimes, faith becomes a shortcut
people use to skip past your pain.
- āJust pray about it.ā
- āGodās in control.ā
- āDonāt worry. Heās got you.ā