March 30, 2016 I couldn't be more cliche white girl if I didn't say "let go and let God" everyday but what does it mean? We paint it on canvas for art and make it backgrounds of phones and computers but what does it truly mean to let go and let God? I don't have all the answers but I have one. I found it today in chapel. (this post gets more and more cliche as we go) I know what it means to let go. To not be in control. The short one always told me that I held on too tight. I held on to trying to control everything until my hands would turn white and go numb. I fought her on it that she didn't understand but you know what? She was right. I should've listened. Today, it hit me in the face. I felt the weight of everything I have been trying to carry and I couldn't stand it. I fell. Right onto my knees on an altar. I finally let go. There was this feeling of me trying not to carry everything myself. I have held onto anger, sadness, hopelessness,...