I had to relinquish all the treasures—my expectations about life and God and relationships—that I held tightly in my fist. But it didn't happen overnight. It was a slow process. It took me a long time to realize that I had spent years telling God what my life should be and how I expected him to follow my plans.
And with each relinquishment I discovered I could trust him. With each I found that I had a peace and freedom from performance that I had never experienced. When my hands were empty of vain expectations, I was able to hold God's hand and began to learn my first few dance steps.
Read more about this in Dancing With My Heavenly Father.