You Should Be Mine

Week Eight | Fifty-Two 2.27.21

I held my hands open as I began to pray. And the only offering that rolled out was a heavy word. 


Surrender.

Let’s be honest, this is a terrifying word. Because surrendering means letting go…

of control

of plans

of answers

of comfort

of opinion

of sin 

of ME.


As I laid my head back, I sighed a long exhale as an old hymn spontaneously hummed its way into my heart.

All to Jesus I surrender

All to Him I freely give

I will ever love and trust Him

In His presence daily live


All to Jesus I surrender

Make me Savior wholly thine

May Thy Holy Spirit fill me

May I know Thy power divine


I surrender all

I surrender all

All to Thee my blessed Savior

I surrender all.

I remember singing this song in church as a young girl. And it scared me...but I sang it anyways.

This morning, as I sat not-so-young anymore, raw with heartbreak, the familiar lyrics flowed through my phone and off my lips.


They scare me still, but still I will sing.


Because singing scared can be a song of surrender, to the One who breaks us to build us better.

To the One who was told No in Gethsemane so He could say Yes over the grave.

To the One who chooses us a thousand times over, despite our questioning and forgetting, that we might “be holy to me, for I the Lord am holy and have separated you from the peoples, that you should be mine.”

The thing about holiness is that it cannot be accomplished without the Professor of pain, who for our good and His glory always has been and always will be committed more to our holiness than our happiness.


He unapologetically loves us right into opening our tight-fisted places...

of control

of plans

of answers

of comfort

of opinion

of sin

of ME.


Because it’s the only way to be made wholly His, again and again.


And so, with hands open wide and a trembling voice, I choose the old familiar (and frightening) song of holy Surrender. 


All to Jesus, I bring all my pieces, even and especially when I can’t make sense of Him. I will trust my Father’s perfect heart, because He is Lord and He has purposed ~


you should be mine.


{Verse quoted, Leviticus 20:26}

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