When change comes yet again while my heart craves stability and the false security of things remaining the same, I surrender.
As the ground beneath me shifts and I can’t seem to get my footing, I surrender.
When life takes turns I didn’t plan; when I’m disoriented and perplexed and can’t find my bearings, I surrender.
Amid the swirling emotions that cause my heart to faint, my faith to waiver and my lean on Him to increase, I surrender.
When tears come without warning and I find myself longing to transport myself to a familiar past I cherish, I surrender.
As unbelief seeks to choke my heart and find treasonous rest in a bed of uncertainty about embracing God’s sovereignty, I surrender.
When storm clouds gather and I fear pelting rains will destroy embers of childlike faith in my heart, I surrender.
When disappointment looms, courage fails, fear erupts, pride charges, strength weakens and Satan accuses, I surrender.
A life of surrender beckons me to find hope in God’s unchanging character when changes come at every turn and I can’t find immediate relief. Surrendering is risky only when the one requiring it is not safe; trustworthy; wise; loving. Surrender is the response of the lesser to the one with greater strength and power; and the surrender that is required of me is to The One who also holds earth’s vast oceans in the palm of His hand.
Surrender brings peace when He is the object of my trust. And peace quiets my tempting quest to wrestle control from a benevolent Father who knows what is best.
The One who has tenderly led and cared for me thus far will see me through. Through storms and trials of various kinds He has been strong. Invincible. Tender. Faithful. Able. Near. Compassionate. Good.
And He has proven Himself as One to be trusted through it all.
I surrender again. And I will continue to surrender over and over because my life is not my own. I have been bought with a dear price. A price that warrants my full trust…trust that can only happen because the One who deserves it also empowers me to grant it.
He both requires and deserves my surrender. And He will help me once again. He always has and always will. In the end, I love His will because it has always proven His wisdom.
“Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” (Psalm 73: 25-26)