We have 4 days together. I want them to count and I believe as a generation of women, we are all reading blogs and dreaming and praying and growing like weeds, and we are all just hurting for God to use us in our sticky kitchens and cubicles. There has to be a way to live a story like this in the suburbs since most of us aren’t moving to Africa.
But I warn you, it’s potentially the most life altering word you will say.
Zac and I climbed into bed on a completely average night two years ago. We were pretty tired. We just laid there looking at the ceiling, with only small firework fantasies of what God might say. Zac took my hand and spoke the simple words we had been processing for the past few months but not yet been ready to say.
God had been opening our eyes to how precious our temporary lives were and how numbly we were moving through them.
We were over it. We were over building our lives. We were over houses and cars and cute Christmas cards. We wanted something; we couldn’t put our finger on it. It was burning in us. We had loved so many other things more than God.
We were ready to do anything.
So we prayed. As sincerely as I have ever prayed any other thing, I prayed in my heart as Zac spoke:
“God we will do anything. Anything.”
It didn’t feel fancy. It wasn’t even a big deal. But the prayer held in it a thousand little deaths. In saying anything, it meant we were handing him everything. My heart raced a little at the thought… and then we fell asleep.
This prayer is not about accomplishing some visually stunning display of martyrdom or philanthropy. This surrender is simply an agreement with the living, active God of the universe saying He can have us completely. But just like my 4 year old jumping off the side of the pool into my arms, surrender requires full and utter confidence that God is real and that He is worth the jump.
So finish the sentence…
We start here. What is holding you back?
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I am afraid I will lose people’s approval.
So I play it safe and almost miss the stories God has for me.