
A man once stood at the edge of a cliff, clutching a heavy bag filled with everything he thought he needed: his plans, pride, pain, and possessions. God was calling him to jump—not to fall, but to fly. But the weight in his arms made it impossible. It wasn’t until he let go that he discovered he had wings of grace he never knew existed.
This is what surrender feels like. Letting go of what weighs us down, so we can grow into what God has destined us to become.
Romans 12:1 reminds us that spiritual growth begins with sacrifice. Not a momentary offering, but a daily surrender. A choice to present our whole lives—our time, decisions, relationships, desires—as an act of worship. It’s not always glamorous. Sometimes, it looks like silence instead of retaliation. Sometimes, it looks like obedience when no one is watching.
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