Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Learning Surrender: a poem


It seemed like I had planned out my way
I knew every step; no need to pray
For hadn't God planted the thoughts of my heart?
Did I not just have to do my part?

But I'm learning

That dreams don't come true
Unless they first die
Nothing can live
That's not sacrificed
So I lay it all down
And take up my knife
Kill it so God
Can raise it to life

Not my will, but God's will be done
I submit myself as did Jesus, God's Son
I'm dead to myself--now, as I live
Yes, I've surrendered, but there's still more to give

I'm learning

Because I've surrendered
My plans and my will
Now it's my pleasure
My cup to fill
With all of God's bountiful
Mercy and grace
To pour out on others
Let none go to waste

For I'm dead to myself--now, as I live
Yes, I've surrendered, so there's plenty to give


Sadie Daniels, 2012

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