Arms Open Wide
I’ve keep having this vision of someone stretching both arms out wide, crying out to God.
Lately, He’s been teaching me more about surrender than I even knew was possible. Coming out of the summer, I had my plans for the year. I knew that it was potentially going to be difficult seeing my friends go straight into post-secondary and knowing that I was just going to be working for a little while until my Bible School in February, but I also knew what I wanted to do and what I wanted to happen. I had my plans and knew that it was all going to be alright.
But God’s plans are so different sometimes, and I’ve realized that’s okay. No. That’s way better than just okay; that’s so good.
I got to a point mid October where I was trying to control everything in my life, and I was tired, stressed, and burnt-out. This was when I realized that I was holding on to so much that I wanted, and I wasn’t living my life in full pursuit of Him, but rather in pursuit of self-satisfaction.
As Christians, we’re called to a much higher standard than this. I shouldn’t be living any single bit of my life for myself. But rather, I should be living fully for our creator. The One who is continuously putting breath in my lungs. The One who is able to deliver through any situation. The One who holds my heart. The One who is so, so, so good.
I keep returning to this thought of someone with their arms stretched out as wide as they can be, crying out to God. For myself, I feel as though this is the physical act of what it looks like to surrender to him. To give up my ways of living and to earnestly say “God. All I am is yours. Whatever you call from me, I will do.”
I want every part of me to be His. From my head to my toes. From my thoughts to my words. From my breath to my touch. I want every part of me to be running to him, because all I am is His.
He is so faithful. Remember this today.
All my love,
“But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.” Matthew 6:33