Help Me Let Her Go

Father, I have prayed for years that You would lead her back, That mercy might rebuild a home along our broken track. But she has made a life today, a marriage I must honor, And love cannot be faithful while it reaches out to claim her. I know her arms feel like the home I always knew, I know deep within me I want a life with her too. But wanting cannot give me rights her choices do not owe— So if love means releasing her, then help me let her go. Not because I’ve stopped. Not because love died. Not because the years erased The heart I hold inside. But love will honor distance. Love will not control. Father, take these closing hands And help me let her go. Help me let her go Without denying what she means. Help me bless the life she has And bury my old dreams. I will honor her decisions. I will honor where she stands. I will place the woman that I love Back in the Father’s hands. I wanted daily moments, wanted ordinary days, Wanted chances to fill every void my absence made. Wanted faithful covenant love to answer what I broke, Wanted truth in every silence where deception used to grow. But restoration is not mine to shape or hers to give, And sorrow does not grant me room inside the life she lives. I cannot call disruption love or longing something owed— So with tears across my face, Lord, help me let her go. Take my demand. Take my control. Take every future I refuse to let go. Take my imagined home. Take what I planned. I release her life Into Your hands. If this is another death day, Sit beside me while it dies: The future I kept building, The reunion in my mind. Let me grieve without pursuing. Let me ache without a claim. Let me love her without reaching Into what now bears another’s name. I do not want to lose her. I do not want this door to close. But I would rather honor her Than make my longing hers to hold. So hold me through the silence When surrender breaks my soul. Perfect love respects her freedom— Father, help me let her go. Help me let her go Without pretending I don’t care. Help me love her from the distance Through each quiet, faithful prayer. May You bless her and protect her. May Your peace surround her home. May Your face shine down upon her Everywhere her footsteps roam. Help me let her go. Take the future I designed. Take the hope that restoration Means returning her to mine. I will honor her decisions. I will honor where she stands. I will place the woman that I love Back in the Father’s hands. I will never curse her absence. I will never shame the past. I will thank You for the life we shared, Though it could not last. I will not stop loving her— But I will release my hold. If the kindest thing that love can do Is open hands and let her go... Father... Help me let her go.