no comparison

Jesus carried the instrument 

of His own destruction

weary beneath the weight

already bloody, beaten

willing to be willing

to bend to the will

of His Father

our Father

and I am asked

to carry my cross

yet what weight

is there that He did not

already bear

only what I allow

when I refuse to live 

in Him

through Him

for Him

so I pray

to be willing

to be willing

to bend to His will

it is surrender then 

that is my cross

weighing nothing

and everything

the only cost

my life entire

and even then

I can't compare

the price

to the gift

freely given

already received

it is thanksgiving then

that is my cross

may I carry it

with praise

jamming with Bonnie

 

yielded and still

I am yielding to the stillness

of the morning

surrendering my life

into His care

I am and ever will be

His creation

may I not resist His molding

 Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!

Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.

Mold me and make me after Thy will,

While I am waiting, yielded and still.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!

Search me and try me, Master, today!

Whiter than snow, Lord, was me just now,

As in Thy presence humbly I bow.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!

Wounded and weary, help me I pray!

Power all power surely is Thine!

Touch me and heal me, Savior divine!

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!

Hold o'er my being absolute sway!

Fill with Thy Spirit till all shall see

Christ only, always, living in me!

Adelaide A. Pollard

Day 12 of 31 Days of Surrender

and seeking the stillness here

 

not my will

For I have come down from heaven, 

not to do my own will, 

but the will of him who sent me

John 6:38 RSV

To see examples of true surrender, 

we need only look to Jesus

He gave up His divinity to walk the earth

submitted His will to His Father

choosing to surrender all

Day 6 of 31 Days of Surrender 

 

tenacious cling

winds are gusting fierce this morning

blowing the nighttime 
clouds of darkness 

across the morning sky

the yard 
mowed yesterday 

before the rain

is covered 
with foliage curling up 
to die in brown, gold
screaming yellow

yet there are leaves

that cling hard 
to branches both tenacious 
and stubborn they tremble 

in the storm

willing themselves to live 
for moments longer

every bit of them focused 
on the fight

how much easier to let go

surrendered 
to the wind

take me, then

I whisper

wherever You will

this is Day 1 of 31 days of surrender

also linking with the poets, hanging out at the pub today

 

Be that light

I know I'm not alone in my desire to walk in the perfect will of God.
We ask.  We pray.  We beg at times.
"Lord, what would you like from me?"

This morning  as I opened my journal He answered in simple words that He has used before:

Just as the night can not hold back the morning
darkness can not hold back the light

Where light is 
darkness splinters, cracks and shatters

I call you to be that light

Remembering and reminding others 
that no matter how deep or long the night

morning always comes

 

Loving how His hand moves with Jennifer

 

When you say "anything"

There are times we pray safe
"Lord, I'll do as you say, go where you send me"
as long as it fits our schedule
as long as we can understand His request

And there are times we pray dangerous
when we declare
"Lord, let Your will, not mine be done
glorify Yourself in my life
whatever it is you want from me
 I'll do anything"
and in that moment of surrender
we think we can imagine what anything might mean

but...
anything means anything

For now, the anything He has chosen
is for me to walk through a medical condition
I would not have expected
that creates the need for skull base and neuro surgery
this will entail much travel between home
and Saskatoon where my medical/surgical team will be based

Perhaps as a dear friend prayed for me on Sunday
this is more than a medical journey
but a mission as well
I will certainly be meeting many new people along the way

in the days, weeks and months to come
if He asks it of me
you may find me writing
about my journey through the trials of an acoustic neuroma
about consults, surgery and the recovery process

I ask for your patience
your questions
your grace
and for your prayers
that He indeed will be glorified
in the way I walk this out.


 

Did Mary know? Do I?



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Did Mary know
when the angel came
what her surrender
would accomplish?

Then Mary said, Behold, I am the handmaiden of the Lord; let it be done to me according to what you have said. And the angel left her.  Luke 1:38 Amplified

Questions will remain unasked,
unanswered
not every stop will be marked
neatly on a map
I may not know the why
but must believe that the Who
can sort out the how
and my part
the simplest and most difficult
is to say "yes"

because nothing I can imagine
can compare
and all that is good, in me
is His

according to His Word
according to His will
let it be done to me
let it be done through me



Jamming with Bonnie and unwrapping Jesus

also joining the others imperfect but redeemed at Emily's