Surrendering to God

I was thinking about a request from a friend who asked how you surrender to God. As I was doing my morning stuff this thought came to me.

Do you remember playing mercy when you were a kid? I played with my big brother. He’s 7 years older than I am, and yes, he ALWAYS WON. He would take my tiny hands and force me to my knees. He never really hurt me, but I learned that he was bigger and stronger than I was. And it would ALWAYS be that way. After time and time again of trying to assert that I was “strong” and that I could do this I could “win” and never doing it, I finally realized that I can’t, not where Scott was concerned. He was bigger he was stronger. And every time I tried to take control and beat him he would knock me down and reassure me that he was the strongest and most powerful. It didn’t take long for me to stop trying. It would have been easier to just get on my knees and say “OK! OK! you are bigger and more powerful than I am! you win!” Scott did lots of other things cuz he was bigger and more powerful than I was. He doted on me. Even now as an adult he still makes a fuss. Not as often cuz we are thousands of miles away but I know he still loves me and know if I needed him he would come, just like he did if I was getting picked on in the playground.

And it’s really the same thing. Trials that come into your life grab you by your tiny hands and force you to your knees. After you have been forced to your knees enough times, you learn that you might as well surrender everything to God. Now I am not saying that it is easy. Because we have a strong will as people. We want to be in control. So we may “give this to God” But in all reality 30 minutes later we are stressing and worrying over it all over again. That’s not giving it to God. That’s standing up and saying “ok I can beat you at mercy lets go again”

Am I saying I always give it to God? Well I try. But I take it back A LOT. Then I stress myself out and start to fret and once again I’m on my knees begging God to take over, to show me mercy. To handle what I can’t, to help me though that tough time. And you know what? God Always shows me mercy, he always helps me stand back up off the floor, dries my tears and says “ok now who’s bigger me or you? Ok then I got this, relax”