Waiting for My World to fall.
I so wish I was able to surrender all of me to Christ. It's so hard to have faith in something you can't see. I'd love to cast all of my cares on Him, but I can't trust that they will be taken care of. I want so badly to just be able to trust him. Why can't I? I pray constantly that I would be able to surrender my plans. There's this song that says this:
Ruin my life, the plans that I've made, Ruin these eyes for my own selfish gain, destroy the idols that have taken Your place, until it's you alone I live for.
I pray that He would do that in my life. I think I'm prepared and ready for that change... if I'm able to make it. If that makes sense.
This is kind of how I feel right now:
kfjdsklfgskldieorugtieajkdfglkdjlkgjdlfk
| | | |
|
|
Your doubts are in us all; we question everything that is not seen by our eyes. But what of the wind and the sun, the hopes and dreams? If we give up now, I have to ask, do we give up on us or them?