Daily Surrender.

We live lives of daily surrender. Every day, I come to you again God and know that its all a lost cause without you. I come and I am aware that I did not love you well, nor did I die to myself for neighbor or my friends and I with hands and heart open I give myself to you. And immediately a voice says in my mind, what do you mean you give yourself to Him? You can’t do that. That’s just some cliché Christian phrase. And I am not afraid of the voice that tells me I can’t give myself to you because I know that what I can never do, you, God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob, can do and will do and have done already.

You are who you are.

And so, some days, most days, all I can do is say the words “Take me, lord. Take my life. Take what I cannot give.” And I know that those words are just words but that you can create something more and that you speak things into being and I know that any meager, feeble surrender I offer was yours first anyways, it is your own heart that I offer back to you, and the words are those that you alone could give me the strength to even utter.

And I know that I have a high priest who pleads on my behalf before your throne and only because of him to I have the audacity to come to you and say, Please, God make me more like you. Please God, I have none of my own genorisity. I am short on strength. My intellect has disappointed me. My love is smaller than I thought. Please lord, make me bow more before your throne, please lord, make me love your sons and daughters more. Please lord, make me a steward you delight in, one that obeys you in the way I steward my money and my time and most of all the precious, glorious gospel that you have entrusted me with and made me an ambassador for.

Come again, Jesus, come into my heart this instance Spirit because I am nothing without you. All my hope is in you. All my life is yours. I know that my heart, will never rest until rests in you. I know that my soul will not rejoice until is praises you. I know my life will not bear fruit unless I abide in the Vine. And I know that I have no wisdom apart from your perfect Word.