Question: Have you committed your life to God?
Lord, I come before You tonight, and my heart is heavy, yet burning with a fire that will not be quenched. I am frustrated—so frustrated—at myself, at the world, at the way Your people stumble over their own self-centeredness, and at the times I have stumbled, even as I tried to cling to You. I ask You to hear me, O God, because I am speaking honestly. I do not want superficial devotion. I do not want to pretend. I do not want a lukewarm faith. Have I truly committed my life to You? Truly?
“Into thine hand I commit my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, O LORD God of truth.” Psalm 31:5. These words pierce me tonight. How often have I whispered them in moments of despair, in moments of quiet surrender, but do I actually live them? My spirit, Lord, I lay it at Your feet. I hand it over, though my hands tremble and my heart protests in fear. Yet I know that You are faithful. You have sustained me when nothing else could. My body, my plans, my desires—all fragile, all fleeting. But my soul, Lord, is Yours. I want it to be safe in Your hand.
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I confess, God, that my anger rises often. Not at You, never at You, but at the injustice that saturates this world. I see selfishness, cruelty, apathy, and it rages inside me. And yet, in my anger, I realize I must still trust. Psalm 31 reminds me that even when life hangs by a thread, You are holding me. I cling to that assurance even when my human emotions scream that the world is spinning out of control.
Lord, forgive me for the times I have doubted Your plan, for the times I have wanted to grasp life in my own hands, as if I could create peace and redemption without You. Forgive me, Father, for my impatience, for the times I have measured my worth in worldly achievements rather than in Your grace. Your Word says, “All things are safe in God’s hands.” How foolish I have been to believe otherwise. I want, I need, to trust that fully—not just in quiet moments, but in every storm, every betrayal, every injustice.
There is a sweetness in knowing that I am redeemed. “Thou hast redeemed me, O Lord God of truth.” Even when I feel the weight of my failures, even when my sins cling like shadows I cannot shake, Your redemption stands as an unshakable fortress. Oh, Lord, how I cling to this! How I want to shout to the heavens that no matter how hard life strikes, no matter how dark the night, You have redeemed me. You have done it before, You do it now, and You will do it again. Nothing can change Your promise, nothing can overturn Your grace.
And yet, I am angry, Lord. I am angry at myself for my weakness. I am angry at the world that resists Your will, that mocks Your name. But let this anger refine me, not destroy me. Let it drive me closer to You, not away. Let it remind me that my life is not mine—it is Yours, for Your glory and Your kingdom. Even in my wrath, let my spirit bow before You.
Father, I commit all of myself to You—my fears, my regrets, my ambitions, my heartaches, my rage. Even the anger I feel, I place it in Your hands. Let it serve You, not Satan. Let it protect the oppressed, fuel righteousness, strengthen the weary. Let it never lead me to sin or despair. “Though Thou slay me, I will trust.” Even if my path is painful, even if my trials crush me, I will not abandon You. Praise You even from the dust, O God, because Your love is unutterable, Your mercy eternal.
I think sometimes about how little I deserve Your grace, how often I fail. But even then, I remember that past deliverances are proof of present assistance. I have seen Your hand move in my life in ways that can only be described as miraculous. I have felt Your whisper in the quiet of despair, Your strength when I had none. If You were faithful then, Lord, You are faithful now. And I cling to that promise. I trust, despite my anger, despite my doubt, despite my pain.
Lord, help me to surrender fully. I want to be a woman whose life is not divided, whose spirit is not fragmented between fear and faith, doubt and devotion. I want to walk in Your light with no shadow of hesitation. Teach me to release control completely. Teach me to commit my soul entirely into Your hands, with no conditions, no reservations. Let me live as a true daughter of the King, fully known, fully redeemed, fully Yours.
I pray for courage, Lord—not just courage to face trials, but courage to live boldly in faith. Courage to confront injustice, to speak truth, to defend the weak, to love the unlovable. Courage to be angry at sin without being consumed by it, to be passionate without being prideful. Let my anger be sanctified, let my compassion be fierce. Let my heart burn with Your truth so that I may stand strong, even when the world trembles.
I ask for humility, Father. Even in my fervor, even in my righteous indignation, I need humility. Teach me to listen, to forgive, to serve. Let my zeal for Your kingdom never overshadow my love for Your children. Let me remember that redemption is not just mine—it is for everyone, and I am called to reflect Your grace as much as I cling to it.
Psalm 31:5 says, “Into thine hand I commit my spirit.” I am trying, Lord. Every day, in every thought, in every act, I am trying. But I stumble. I falter. I fight the darkness inside myself. Still, I want my life to be a living surrender, a continuous offering to You. Let this diary, let these words, be a testimony of my commitment. Let them be a reminder that no matter how stormy my soul feels, it is safe in Your hand.
Father, I pray for steadfastness. Keep me from turning back when trials arise. Remind me that the things of this world are fleeting, but my soul is eternal. Let me find rest not in comfort, not in accolades, not in the fleeting approval of others, but in You. Let every breath I take, every choice I make, reflect a deep and unwavering trust in Your plan. Let my anger and my compassion, my sorrow and my joy, all serve to glorify You.
And finally, Lord, I pray for Your love to saturate my being so fully that fear and doubt have no place in me. Let every moment of my life be a surrender, a living Psalm, a testimony to Your redemption. Let my spirit dwell in quiet resting places, as the Psalm says, even when adversities multiply. Let me commit all I have to Jesus’ faithful hand, for in Him alone is security, peace, and eternal joy.
I am Yours, O Lord. Take me. Shape me. Correct me. And even if You must slay me, let me trust You. Let me praise You from the dust, proclaiming Your unutterable love. Let me live as one redeemed, one sustained, one fully committed. And may this commitment not be just words, but life breathed in every action, every thought, every heartbeat.
Amen.
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