Some
surrenders are sacred. To the
grief I engage in, at the mode of reality that takes me beyond the sublime into
a life-changing experience, I append the critical note of surrender. The best
way I have found of grieving is to take my sorrow deep into the heart of God;
to surrender it to him. Each time I take the foundation stone of acceptance
into my time with God – even as it’s alongside less holy emotions of complaint
and bitterness – is each time I’m met by the heart of God who begins
pinpointing sore spots and healing each one meticulously. There is the
assurance of safety replete with every measure of surrendering myself.
Surrender, from any chosen viewpoint, is the
key to any devotion; the fundamental expression of worship.
So it is with surrender; when we grieve our
losses in a way that surrenders everything of our will in exchange for enjoying
the humbling Presence of God.
Surrender is also a paradox. When we no longer insist in keeping
our death grip on our will and so-called control of life the enemy of life can
hold nothing more against us. We cannot insist on many things in life, so
acceptance is grace and, therefore, a great blessing.
Indeed, sometimes acceptance is a miracle in and of its own!
The divinity of surrender in a grief expressed – whether publicly
or privately – is the purity of a focused intention. Such an intention will not
leave us ever without some hope as a reward for God having blessed our trust.
Grief is something that can only ever be taken as it comes. It
whisks away our control and suddenly we are blown by the four winds of
adversity and there’s not a damned thing we can do about it.
The quicker we respond in trust when life is out of control, the
quicker life will seem to come under terms of acceptance personally palatable.
Surrender is divine when it comes in the midst of grief that is
honoured truthfully. When we cannot contend with reality, and we admit it’s too
much, is when God will give us what we need to get through.
God wants us wholeheartedly all ways. This is not onerous
because a full surrender is merely a joyous decision to loosen our grip over
the very things we could never keep anyway.
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Grief is something that can only ever be taken as it comes. The
more we accept what we cannot change, the more we are instantly at peace with
it. Surrender is a choice.
© 2014 S. J. Wickham.
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