Thy Will Be Done

June 13, 2016

“Thy Will Be Done”—Oh Father if I could only rest in those words with complete confidence. Rest like a child in her father’s arms. Thy will be done—how my soul longs to proclaim with complete surrender. Such terrifying words on one hand, as though I have any power of my own to control any part of my life. If only this inward battle would cease and surrender to The Truth that You are My Sovereign God, My Creator, My Only Hope, My Redeemer, My Savior, My Help in Times of Trouble, My Light in the Darkness, My Healer, The Lifter of my Head, My Author of Life.

Tomorrow marks seven years since Death intersected Life and changed us forever. Seven years tomorrow!

I know You see me, my heart, my tears. I don’t presume to know anything except what You have allowed me to experience. In my darkness, You reveal Your light. In my despair, You give me hope. In the raging storms within my soul, and the warring battles within my mind, You release peace—even if only long enough for me to breathe and refocus.

My heart aches profusely, but You hold me.

My prayers are utterances of a wounded soul, yet Your lovingkindness hears me.

You allow these eyes, that have been scarred by trauma, to see Your glory in the sunrise and Your goodness in the laughter of my grandchildren.

You allow this heart, that has been wrecked with pain and troubled by waters of confusion, to love again.

Thy Will Be Done—cries my heart in surrender.

Thy Will Be Done—Today! Tomorrow, June 14th! For all the chapters of my life!

Thy Will Be Done—may my heart inhale Your peace that comes from complete abandon!

What else is there to say; I have no control over life or death—You hold it all.

Today, I acknowledge Your trust and BELIEVE—You have me!

There’s a hand that holds my hand; the strong hand of My Father; His hand that won’t let go despite my childish tugs and pulls; a hand that remains firm in its grip and says, “Come with Me. Trust.”