“To You, Lord, I lift up my soul.” Psalm 25:1 NASB
We are in the Lenten season again, a time of introspection and soul searching. A time of prayer and repentance. A time of healing and restoration. A time to take hold of that beloved promise in Psalm 23: “He restores my soul.”
In this age, words that we did not use even a decade ago are immediately seen and understood; even nearly universally experienced. Words like, ‘triggered,’ and “trauma’, “abuse” and “me, too.” Make no mistake, beloved, there is an onslaught against the soul of humanity going on like unto nothing I have experienced in my nearly seven decades of life and our need for the Lord in times likes is never been greater.
And so, amidst the struggle and strife, I find myself turning to the only One who can help me, and I lift my hands…in surrender. I surrender myself to the Shepherd and Guardian of my soul. I surrender my will to the One who stood resurrected in the garden and found Mary who was heartbroken and bereft at the death of her Lord. He found her in her most broken and heart crushed state and called her…by her name.
He knows my name.
I surrender my intellect to the One who is all wisdom. To the one Who always encourages me to think and think and think again. But in these days of an overflowing of information, I yield my intellect and my mind to Him. For His ways are higher than my ways and His thoughts higher than my thoughts. I surrender my hopes and dreams, and all of my misunderstanding to the One who can make it all right. To the One who IS right.
He knows what to do.
And I surrender my emotions to the One who is the Prince of Peace and the Wonderful Counselor. My storm tossed soul is safe in His hands. He gives me a peace that the world cannot give me. It is a peace that passes my understanding and guards my heart and mind in Christ Jesus.
He is my Peace, He has broken down every wall.
Beloved, in this Lenten/Easter season, let us raise the flag of complete surrender to the glorious One, the Loving One who hung on a cross for our sins and brokenness, and who rose again victorious so that through Him, we could have peace, freedom from agony and hope for the future.
Jesus is alive. Oh, yes, indeed He is.
~ Debbie Ecker
