Each morning, before heading out for a walk, I battle my unwilling flesh. My heart wants to seek God in His creation, yet I fight to stay comfortable in my own creations. I desire to be close to God, yet my Bible lays unopened on my coffee table. I long to meet God in prayer, yet I so often give into my wandering thoughts.
There are great rewards in discipline. This morning the blessing of the early morning overwhelmed me. Young eagles soared above my head, reminding me to surrender my desires to a great God, whose ways and thoughts are far beyond my own.
“Lord, draw my heart.
Break my prideful will and turn me into an obedient vessel,
surrendered to your ways,
which are higher than my own.”
“My heart and ways are earthly bound.
My mind and eyes draw from this ground.
God, draw my will to ways above.
Move me to see Your ways of love.
For all Your ways are good for me.
They’re higher than I dare to see.
Your thoughts are not like mine at all.
May Your ways be my will and call.