My soul is the impenetrable source of all that is good within me. It is timeless, it is love, and it is one with God.
I know that my personality is a fabrication—a collection of thoughts, emotions, and defenses formed to survive the world. My intentions, my words, my posturing are often just the façade of who I wish to appear to be. I perform. I protect. I manage how I am seen.
Yet beneath all of that, within me, God abides—the eternal source untouched by fear, untouched by performance.
Surrender is not the erasing of who I am; it is the laying down of who I am not. It is the quiet recognition that the noise of my mind, the urgency of my fears, and the endless commentary of my thoughts are not the authors of truth. They rise, they fall, and they pass.
My God does not ask me to control the world—only to see it clearly. He allows me to observe without clinging: to watch thoughts form and dissolve, to witness emotions surge and fade, to recognize how much of what once felt urgent carries no weight in the eternal story. What I thought mattered most often does not. What I feared losing was never mine to hold.
In this surrender, I am not diminished; I am freed. Freed from defending an image. Freed from proving my worth. Freed from mistaking motion for meaning. When I step back from the illusion of control, I discover that God has been steady all along—unmoved, unhurried, present.
Scripture
“For we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
— 2 Corinthians 4:18
Closing Prayer
Lord, teach me to release what was never truly me. Grant me the grace to observe without grasping, to trust without striving, and to rest in Your presence beyond my thoughts. I surrender the small story I cling to and receive the eternal one You are writing. Amen.
