Originally posted in February 2018, updated and edited for March 2025 by Terri.

No matter how many times I turn my will over to God, I find myself taking it back again. And I struggle. I struggle with simple things like cooking and doing the dishes. I struggle with tasks that I have committed to completing. I struggle with faith and doubt. I struggle with God. 

The term “reached the end of my rope” may describe that feeling of frustration that finally causes me to give up the struggle and surrender. However, I want to do this act of submission only once. Not every day. Not every hour. Not every minute. 

Yet, I have found that surrendering means that I will have to surrender frequently. This makes this act more automatic and a part of me. I can laugh about it. I have learned from experience that the act of surrender works. God is always there. 

The act of surrender to God is one of courage and bravery. It demonstrates the strength of practiced faith. It says, “I love you, Lord, and I trust that You will hold me in Your hands and guide my actions.” 

And, God says back to me and to you, “I love you more than the sun and stars! I love you unconditionally.” 

Still true today. This afternoon, I had an encounter with a big black snake. It was on the windowsill in my kitchen! I was all alone and wanted to be sure to keep my eye on the snake until someone came to my rescue. I climbed up to the kitchen counter and watched and prayed. Nothing is beyond God’s help. 

I was not afraid of physical harm from the fella, but you must admit that it is discomforting to be surprised by the unknown crawler in the middle of the night. God calmed my fears and brought me to a place where I could rationally help with guiding the snake out the door alive and well. Thank you, dear Lord, for the lessons that are learned every day. And for the love that is given constantly and unconditionally. 

Terri