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Surrender. Interesting thought. To surrender is to give up or abandon. OK, so we're supposed to surrender our lives to God...hmm so we're supposed to give up our worries, our pains, our stress, our plans, our desires, our everything-we're supposed to abandon ourselves. Why do I always insist on trying to handle life on my own? I've got a God who cares for ALL of my needs "Give all your worries and cares to God, for He CARES for you"-1Peter 5:7, who knows my future "For I know the plans I have for you"-says the Lord. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope."Jeremiah 29:11-He's the one who planned it. I've got a God who calls me to Him-"Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I WILL give you rest. take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. FOR MY YOKE IS EASY TO BEAR, AND THE BURDEN I GIVE YOU IS LIGHT"-Matthew 11:28-30 I've got a God who reassures me to "not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?"

So here I am-sitting on my bed at 12:17, learning what it means to "surrender." The moment you accept Christ into your life, my foolish brain honestly thought I was done. Boom-Christ in my life-it means I've surrendered. But no, we have to surrender ourselves daily. Our sinful hearts battle God everyday, our worries overcome us, our plans seem better, our desires make us pursue things that are not of God, and quite frankly I am just tired of it. Tonight God brought me to my knees. This week so much has happened, and each thing is beyond my control. BUT, as I sit here I am surrendering....
Surrendering our lives is one of the hardest things to do, even though we know that our God is almighty, loving and omnipresent. We may cling on to our fears and doubts because we can not completely trust that God is control. We may cling on to our sins because we are selfish in our lifestyles in the way, that we want God to be only king in our "holy moments," and repent on Sundays.We may cling on to our time, money, and possessions, but we must keep God first.
We may cling on to our troubles, we feel self-pity, and endless hurt, but God is right there to be clung on to.

This week my internship application to Child Hope was denied. Upon hearing this I felt as if I've lost my purpose or my direction. I began to worry. Since I got back from Haiti, my heart was so set on that internship next summer, it was the only thing that was keeping me what? surrender.abandon.OK God, take over.

"I hear the voice of the Lord saying "whom shall I send?" and I said "Here I am send me."-Isaiah 6:8

"The Stand"-Hillsong United-My song tonight.

Don't live this life all by yourself, surrender and He will take care of you. That's my encouragement to you tonight.

<3 Nat


  1. He must have a better yes ahead. Love you Natalia. You are so so useable by God, He has something you can't even imagine planned for you. Look forward with anticipation. See you soon, yes VERY soon! Love, Jodi


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