That moment you realise that it’s out of your hands, when you realise that it was never even in your hands… that’s the moment of real surrender.
The word surrender means “to give up or hand over” – in my case, it’s more handing over than giving up, because I’m handing over to God but NOT giving up!
It’s not as easy as it seems, but I think I’m learning how to hand over a situation that I really cannot do anything about so that handing over all other situations can get easier, it’s like a practice round – something is taken out of my hands so that I can see that when I surrender, God takes over, and He is able when I’m not.
This morning, my daughter Anika, had another convulsion. It’s her second one, and we trust also her last one, and it was just as terrifying as the first.
Afterwards I realised that I need to surrender, I need to hand over, I need to trust and hand over – not only to God (to be in control of this whole situation), but also the doctors (to prescribe the right medication and give the right treatment), the nurses (to insert the drip in the right way), the ladies from the laboratory (to not infect my child with someone else’s blood when drawing blood), the pharmacist (to actually read the doctors Greek handwriting and give us the right meds), myself (to watch her carefully enough as soon as we get home)….
And then a blessed calm came over me when I realised that I ONLY need to give over to God, and He will take over all the rest!
1 Peter 5:6-7 – Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.
Let Go and let God!!
