While mollen was eating a snack at the table, i grabbed the opportunity to sit at my piano and sing... My book fell open to that familiar hymn - & i played & sang as i have done so many, many times before....
All to Jesus, i surrender...
i sang those words as i surrendered my ideas for creative outlet in my life.
All to Him i freely give...
i sang those words as i surrendered each one of my little ones to His tender care - those i got to keep for a little while here on earth... and those i didn't.
i will ever love and trust Him...
Because i know just the smallest bit about Him... i can trust him with everything and in everything.
in His presence daily live.
Make me like you, Jesus. Let me be a reflection of your love and grace.
Finally, i awakened to the tiny girl tugging on my sleeve - "Is this for church mama?" she asked sweetly...
"No, honey.... It's not for church."
My song - my surrender - my worship & praise... it's not for a church - for a people - for a cause.
It's not for church... it's for my Father.
i surrender all,
i surrender all -
All to Thee my blessed Saviour -
i surrender all.