Choosing God’s Will
If you’re struggling to surrender your life to God but you do want a relationship with Him, here are some things to think about!
1. Trust God’s wisdom
Our will and God’s will can be in perfect agreement if we really believe He is God. Since God is the One who made us, He must know better than we do. He is not a human, and His ways are higher than ours.
“O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!” — Romans 11:33
2. Trust God’s goodness
We get spiritual blessings in this life (and some physical blessings, even though we’re not called to live for ourselves). And we get physical and spiritual blessings in eternity.
- Without Jesus…
We don’t have spiritual blessings in this life, and our physical life isn’t going to be perfect anyway, then after this life there is nothing good but only suffering forever.
“He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it.” — Matthew 10:39
As Michael Chriswell says, it’s not giving up but trading up! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N82_UKpCm6M
Take a few minutes to meditate on this poem/hymn and realize its truth, how God’s will is so much better than ours.
“O Sweet Will of God!”
George D. Watson (1845–1923)
O! sweet will of God, thou hast girded me round,
Like the deep moving currents that girdle the sea;
With omnipotent love is my poor nature bound,
And this bondage of love sets me perfectly free.
For years my will wrestled with vague discontent
That like a sad angel o’ershadowed my way;
God’s light in my soul oft with darkness was blent,
And my heart ever longed for an unclouded day.
My wild will was captured, yet under the yoke
There was pain and not peace at the press of the load,
Till the glorious burden the last fiber broke;
And I melted like wax in the furnace of God.
And now I have flung myself recklessly out,
Like a chip on the stream of the Infinite Will;
I pass the rough rocks with a smile and a shout,
And I just let my God His dear purpose fulfill.
I care not for self: all my blisses and pains
I gladly yield up to the mandate above;
My crosses and triumphs, my losses and gains,
I bury them all in the vertex of love.
And now my King Jesus has all His own way;
I wait but to catch his low whispering word.
’Tis my bliss to lie low ‘neath His scepter’s right sway,
For my triumph I see in each step of my Lord.
Forever I choose the good will of my God,
Its holy, deep riches to love and to know;
The serfdom of love doth so sweeten the rod,
That its touch maketh rivers of honey to flow.
Roll on, checkered seasons, bring smiles or bring tears,
My soul sweetly sails on an infinite tide;
I shall soon touch the shore of eternity’s years,
And near the white throne of my Savior abide.