All To Jesus I Surrender

There is a hymn I dearly love called "I Surrender All". The lyrics are: All to Jesus, I surrender;
All to Him I freely give;
I will ever love and trust Him,
In His presence daily live.

I surrender all, I surrender all,
All to Thee, my bless├Ęd Savior,
I surrender all.

All to Jesus I surrender;
Humbly at His feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken;
Take me, Jesus, take me now.

All to Jesus, I surrender;
Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;
Let me feel the Holy Spirit,
Truly know that Thou art mine.

All to Jesus, I surrender;
Lord, I give myself to Thee;
Fill me with Thy love and power;
Let Thy blessing fall on me.

All to Jesus I surrender;
Now I feel the sacred flame.
O the joy of full salvation!
Glory, glory, to His Name!

It is easy to sing these words, but do we really mean it? Do we fully understand that the only thing God desires from us is...us? Do we dare to pile up our hopes, dreams and visions of what we want things to look like and lay them at his feet? Do we trust him even if our world is crumbling around us. Do we trust Him even if He casts us into a pit, leads us into a desert, puts us over a bunch of rebellious, complaining whining people who want to kill us, puts us in a lions' den or even into a fiery furnace? Do we trust him?

When I was a girl, my dad would sometimes wrestle with my brother and I. That was interesting because my dad had multiple physical problems due to a crippling accident in the navy when he was only 19. Anyway, he noticed that my brother would start squirming, laughing and trying to avoid my dad's touch but I would stand firm and simply smile. He asked me about that once when I was about eight or nine years old. I replied was "I know that you love me and would never do anything to hurt me." It was true. I trusted him completely. I'm blessed to have a husband I can completely trust with my heart as well. Even if he has wounded me from time to time over the past twenty-seven years, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt it was not intentional and he is always quick to make it right.

Not everyone had parents or spouses they could trust but we need to remember, God loves us far more than parents or spouses ever can and we can dare to trust him and surrender all!

K :princess:

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Albert Bunyea @bubbavela ·

What an awesome dad who could make a child of eight or nine understand complete and caring Love. That was my dad's grandest gift from our Lord. His abiltiy to show others love and kindness. I praise God for that. Thank you for sharing those memories with us. Most of the time if we just look back to our past we can learn how to handle the future.

bubba

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Linda Young @savedbyegrace ·

My dad tells the story of when he was a boy, about 6 or 7 or 8 years old when his dad (my grandfather, who I adored) was making a bow and arrow to hunt with. To test his work, he asked my dad to stand up against a tree with an apple on his head :eek:

Because my dad trusted my grandfather (his father) completely, he did it. And my grandfather neatly shot the apple off his head.

With a grin, he said to my dad "we won't tell your mother about this."

Do we really surrender all?

Great thought-provoking blog.

:heart:

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K Reynolds @kreynolds ·

Ironically, my dad did not become a follower of Christ until I was 16, exactly three weeks before his death. It is amazing how God still used him to teach me so much about the father-daughter relationship God desired me to have with Him.

K :princess:

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Albert Bunyea @bubbavela ·

K,

Maybe your father was always a follower of Christ but He didn't realize it till right before he died. Think how many others waste their whole life walking with out Him, when He was beside them all along.

bubba

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K Reynolds @kreynolds ·

I know what you mean but no, Bubba, he wasn't...
However, there were people, including a little girl who prayed regularly from the time she was three and there was a promise given by the Holy Spirit to a group of women who were praying for their husbands eight years before that their husbands would come to follow Christ.

Nine months before his passing, God gave me this verse: Acts 16:31. The last surgery was supposed to take place at 7:00 a.m. They kept telling us they were coming but no one came. During that time of waiting, God was moving and at 11:00, my dad opened up his heart to God...and then they came...immediately.

God pursues us relentlessly and is there even when we don't realize it or even want him to be!

K :princess:

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