Surrender

     I’ve been thinking a little bit about surrender. Probably it comes from what Papa told some people after he found out what was going on… he said ‘I don’t know what else there is to do, but surrender.’ Surrender usually seems like a big ugly scary thing to me. Something I want to steer clear of. But the more I think about it, the more beautiful it is. Surrender brings rest. It brings peace. It brings acceptance of what is. It lets go of my ideas and accepts the Plan of what’s going to happen. 

    It goes against me in every way almost. I want what I want and I want it now or even awhile ago already. But surrender… I don’t actually have to get exactly what I want. It doesn’t have to go exactly how I wanted. It’s okay if it turns out differently than I thought. Oh, the rest. I think it often brings rest to people around me too, the ones who see me fight against whatever it is I’m struggling with. But when I can let go and say okay.. 

     I had the best example shown to me. And I want to follow in his footsteps. He surrendered and said okay even if it wasn’t exactly what he wanted. Actually, it was quite a bit different than what he wanted. But the rest and the peace that was there…Surrender. ‘Let my last end be like his.’ (Numbers 23:4)