We will start on an unlikely note today, so I thought I would issue a disclaimer beforehand. If you are a lowkey prude, perhaps skip to the next paragraph. Thank you! 🙂 If you are Kenyan, you probably came across the trending audio of ‘Mollis I Sullender’ a few years back. A lady and a gentleman named Morris were ‘having a good time,’ but she seemed distressed and told her lover to go easy on her. Anytime I hear the word surrender, I am starkly reminded of that audio and the distress in that lady’s voice. The agony and cry for Morris to stop that fell on deaf ears. I don’t know about you, but surrender has never really rung out as nicely. It screams defeat. It screams, letting go. It screams yielding, and that is not what we are trying to do out here, right?
Mollis aside, allow me to introduce you to surrender again—perhaps in the right context, with the right meaning, and with the proper understanding of what it can do to your life. Nature abhors vacuums, and truth be told, we are always surrendered to something, either willfully or not. If you choose to work out, you are ‘surrendered to the gym & gym body.’ If you are not, you are surrendered to a bit of flab here and there. If you wake up and spread your bed diligently every morning, you are surrendered to a clean and organized environment, and if you do not, well, to a disorganized one.
Every decision we make in life is a testament to where our mouths and money are and speaks volumes about the people we are and will be in the future. For the longest time in my life, I have been one to imagine that I am in control of my life and everything in it, but God does an excellent job of getting me back on track. As I write this, I am stuck in my bed, ill, unable to even comfortably go down the stairs, unable to eat any food because my appetite is trash. I am a living hell if I were to be asked. While I know and trust that God is going to heal me completely and get me back to my feet, nothing reminds me of my mortality more than being unable to do simple life things such as walking or eating. This shows me that there is a power beyond me, and even though I may not like it, I cannot be everything to myself.
The most freeing gift any human being can give themselves is letting go of the world’s worries and letting God take control. I remember the first time I prayed a surrender prayer to God. Man, It was filled with ugly cries and yells; I am glad no one was there to see me. I was a mess! But I was done carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. That was a turning point in my life, giving me a new perspective. My friends nowadays keep asking me why I walk with such an air of assurance, to which I smile and respond, ‘Because God is my father’.
So, I do not know what could be weighing you down today, but whatever it is, I urge you to let go and let God. Just put it down. It is not for you to carry. Rest and sleep easy, knowing there is a greater power at work. A surrendered heart God loves. A surrendered heart God will use. A surrendered heart, God will lead. A surrendered heart, God will bless. And unlike ‘Mollis’ , God hears!
Cast all your cares to Him and watch the magic.
Love and Light 🙂