07/30/2025
Why God Told Me It’s Time to Let Go of the Books and Follow His Lead Instead 📦✝️
Today, I let go of something I’ve held onto for almost 18 years.
In the back seat of my car sits a box filled with real estate books, CDs, tapes — thousands of dollars worth of courses and materials. But more than that, it’s a box filled with years of dreams, disappointments, hope, and longing. For nearly two decades, I carried that box from house to apartment to townhome, always believing, “One day, I’ll get back into real estate.”
Back in 2005, I started pursuing real estate. By 2007, I was investing time, money, and energy into learning everything I could. Then 2008 hit, and the market crashed — and with it, my dreams crumbled too. But I never let go of the idea that one day I’d get back into it. The books were my reminder. My silent vow to myself that the investment I made would someday pay off.
Over the years, I’d occasionally pull them out, pore over the pages, entertain partnerships, even dip my toe back in. But every time, something in my spirit didn’t sit right. Something always held me back. I couldn’t understand why. I wanted it. I believed in it. I invested in it.
But recently, in 2025, I came home and heard God whisper: “It’s time to clean up the garage.”
I didn’t realize He meant my heart too.
I started organizing the mess — books everywhere, scattered and half-forgotten. I made two piles: one for books I no longer needed, and another — the real estate box — I planned to label and keep. But as I was taping that box shut, God stopped me again.
He said, “I need you to make room in your mind for something else.”
I paused.
“What do you mean, God?”
And that’s when He said something I’ll never forget:
“All the information of the world did nothing for you these last 18 years. What you need isn’t more information. You need transformation.”
That hit me like a wave.
I realized those books weren’t just knowledge — they were a symbol of me holding onto an old version of myself. A version God was trying to lovingly release me from so He could do a new thing in me.
He wasn’t asking me to give up the dream. He was asking me to give up the timing, the control, and the identity I had built around it. To trust that if He truly had that dream for me, He’d teach me how to walk it out — His way.
And He promised:
“When the time comes, I’ll teach you how to do the real estate you’ve always wanted. Just ask Me.”
So, I took the box — all those years of dreaming and planning and striving — and I gave it away. And in that moment, I felt peace. Deep peace. Not sadness. Not regret. Just freedom.
This isn’t just about real estate. This is about obedience. About trust. About finally making room for the transformation God has been trying to do in me all along.
If you’re reading this and you’ve been holding on to something — a dream, a plan, an old identity — I want you to know: it’s okay to let go. Letting go doesn’t mean you’re giving up. It means you’re making space. For clarity. For healing. For God’s better way.
Sometimes the very thing we think is a seed is actually a shell — and God can’t bring new life until we finally set it down.
I’m walking into a new season now. Not with a box of books, but with an open heart.
