What would it mean to fully surrender to God’s plan for my life?
That’s a question I can’t stop asking. Quite honestly, the answer terrifies me.
Is that something a Christian isn’t supposed to admit out loud? Well.
All I can say is, God has spoken most clearly when He has asked something specific of me, something I would never have chosen for myself. His loudest call is often one to painful action — the sort of obedience that feels like tearing, rending, breaking, shrinking.
The tidy Christian girl I once was would have believed God rescued me from each of those pits.