It’s true…
and I kind of lost sight of that.
I was never
meant to have A’s in the first place, right, God?
Remember? I
was to reap what I sowed—those years of straying and cheating should have left
me in the rut in this society, and yet… here I am with a GPA 4.0.
Daddy.
I really
really like him; I appreciate him sooo much. He’s a dear servant of Yours.
It’s like me
with my girl—there’s just so much that I find in her that I can come to
appreciate and grow to love.
Over time, I
get to see who they really are and where they stand in You.
As I listen
more to them speak, I get to see Your glory and observe how You want us to
live.
Daddy.
He’s so
focused as an RA.
He’s totally
committed to serving Your people and loving them even when it means giving up
an academic right.
I’m… not
there yet.
There’s a
lot more at stake for me than there is for him.
My future,
my culture, my home, my family, my friends—these things stand in the way so
much of ministering as an RA. I don’t know if I can give all that up…
It’s
idolatry, isn’t it?!
Here’s a
renewal of submission, Papa. Please search my thoughts and know the depths of
my heart.
I can’t seem
to let go of a previous life and focus on the one that You have given to me
here.
I seem to
keep holding on to affections of this world, even though they’re deemed to be
moral in the eyes of man.
I ask for
renewal, God.
I can’t let
go of these things by myself, but I choose to do so in Your power and in Christ
alone.
I submit
everything to You; I will sing with my life, “I surrender all.”
Help me to
move on, God; help me to lay hold of heavenly treasures instead.
