“The basic purpose of prayer is not to bend God’s will to mine, but to mold my will into His.” ~Timothy Keller
Too often along life’s journey, I find myself attempting to assert my will over His will. In these moments, I have to pause, reassess, and change course. There are times in prayer when I literally have to lay down my will as an altar, at His feet. Because, my will does not always line up with His will. My will does not always lead me to places, situations, people, things that benefit me. No, I must lay down my will.
To lay down my will is often one of the most difficult things I have to do. I can’t quite say that I feel like “I know best.” However, it seems as though my way is the easy way. When in all actuality, my way typically is the hard way, causing chaos, screwing things up, then, at the end of it, when I come to the end of myself, I find His will, His way, so much easier and that much more appealing. Why didn’t I take this route from the beginning?
I cannot hide the fact that I am an impatient sort of gal. This gets me into trouble. If you tell me there is something waiting for me, I need to know what it is, when I will receive it, how long I will have to wait… But, patience… That virtue. That fruit of the Spirit. Isn’t it a necessary fruit to attain? Somehow, patience escapes me. For some reason, I lack patience. As much as I request, or expect, others to “have patience,” I rarely have any. Does this make me a hypocrite?
As I am growing, I am learning to submit my will to His. Not my will, not my way, but His will, His way, each and every day.