Surrenderಮಾದರಿ

There is a quiet thread that runs through my life—a thread I didn't weave, yet one that holds everything together. It's the Lord's faithfulness. When the noise of the world tries to steal my peace and confusion clouds my path, I return to this truth: I belong under His wings. Surrender, for me, isn’t a moment of defeat—it’s the deepest form of trust. It’s the choice to lay down striving, to release control, and to rest in the One who sees the full picture.

I don't have to fear the night, the pain, or the uncertainty. The world is often unfair, but my God is unwavering. When I can’t make sense of what’s happening around me, I return to the place I know is steady: His love and grace. That is where I surrender—not in weakness, but in worship. Every step I take is covered. Every day I wake, I am held. He has my surrender—because He first surrendered for me.