Who can say with a clear clear conscience that they have attained to this , "letting go?" I will share my experience, at least as far as I have got, with the caveat that the standard is never, never any man's experience. Our standard must always be Jesus, and him alone. Consider this when you think of discipleship. It is unto Jesus alone. Having said that, I'll share this.
I think it is never the same. God molds people according to what we perceive as circumstance. I consider this scripture in Hebrews 12:
4.You have not yet resisted to the point of shedding blood in your striving against sin;
5.and you have forgotten the exhortation which is addressed to you as sons,
"MY SON, DO NOT REGARD LIGHTLY THE DISCIPLINE OF THE LORD,
NOR FAINT WHEN YOU ARE REPROVED BY HIM;
6FOR THOSE WHOM THE LORD LOVES HE DISCIPLINES,
AND HE SCOURGES EVERY SON WHOM HE RECEIVES."
7. It is for discipline that you endure; God deals with you as with sons; for what son is there whom his father does not discipline?
8. But if you are without discipline of which all have become partakers, then you are illegitimate children and not sons.
9. Furthermore, we had earthly fathers to discipline us, and we respected them; shall we not much rather be subject to the Father of spirits, and live?
10. For they disciplined us for a short time as seemed best to them, but He disciplines us for our good, so that we may share His holiness.
11. All discipline for the moment seems not to be joyful, but sorrowful; yet to those who have been trained by it, afterwards it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness.
12. Therefore, strengthen the hands that are weak and the knees that are feeble,
13. and make straight paths for your feet, so that the limb which is lame may not be put out of joint, but rather be healed.
14 Pursue peace with all men, and the sanctification without which no one will see the Lord.
15. See to it that no one (comes short of the grace of God; that no root of bitterness springing up causes trouble, and by it many be defiled;
16. that there be no immoral or godless person like Esau, who sold his own birthright for a single meal.
I had a rebellion in me, a lust and pride, that was out of control. I seemed to have given up, living in a fleshly world , half in, half out of the kingdom, and I did not feel conviction of my sin. I thought everything was OK, and God's lack of involvement with me, was somehow an endorsement of me, in my awful sin and corrupt selfishness.
One night God came to me, AFTER I was a Christian 17 years, while I was in my backslidden state. It was a though I was grabbed by a single hair upon my head, and dangled over a very, very real Hell. I heard the wails and cries of the dead, along with the confusion in thundering sound, and I smelled the urine and sulphur odor of Hades, and the demon's voices of torment. I KNEW that I was going there; that I was being damned.
Only one scripture came to me, "No man shall pluck you out of my hand!", and I spoke it over and over again as I prayed, that I would be saved. I cried; "Save me, Lord Jesus!"
I was in this state for about 12 hours. I rose up with a terror of the lord that has not left me or waned. I am terrified of Jesus to this hour, and His wrath, and I love him. Now I think it is impossible not to have the fear of the Lord, commensurate with your love of Him. He also reconfirmed his love for me, in very clear ways.
I endure now, that I might be saved, and knowing the terror of the Lord, I persuade men.
At some point thereafter, I lost everything. I was rejected by all of my friends, eventually, some 25 year disciple friends. I was rejected by every member of my family, including my wife and my only son; My mother too, and my father. I lost my health, my business, my home, and became homeless, and that over the age of 50; wandering around with a bag of clothes 1000 miles away from anyone I knew. I was not in sin. In one two day period, I led everyone I met to the Lord.
I have still been rejected relentlessly, especially by the religious, and the religious system. I am regularly in warfare that is painful, and always have the feeling that I do not have a life; it is gone. I am yet alone as much as anyone I know. I do not, though, count this cost as a high one. It is necessary, and it is mine. It's my cross, and no one can have it.
I say this partly with humor, but my point is, we all have to pay our part...to buy the Pearl of great price, and the cost is always the same for everybody who would gain Him;