At the bottom of surrender is peace. I think peace is the steady flame in our hearts to trust beyond understanding even when that flame can become dim as weariness grows and trust and surrender feel shaky.
I sit and stare at the candlelight. And over and over, I ask myself, “what is the flame of my hope?” I don’t know about you but I have definitely prayed weary prayers and shaky prayers this year.
Yet the faithfulness of God has met me in the shaky, weary prayers. In the depths of heartache or disappointment, his gentle whisper of peace has held me. And I am reminded who he is and who I am in him.
Because this is the pace of surrender that yields peace. And when we pray from that peace, hope becomes steadfast. The fire stays. The flame burns on.
And as the flame burns on, with every flicker, I remember and know that God is faithful.
“Forever, O Lord, your word is firmly fixed in the heavens. Your faithfulness endures to all generations; you have established the earth, and it stands fast.” Psalm 119:89-90
God, thank you for the peace you give that is never ending. Grant us the deeper understanding of your peace and help us to truly accept it as the incredible gift it is. May our hearts be a resting place for your peace and may we lean into the beautiful promise that you are with us always. Help us to posture our hearts before you and remain humble. Thank you that your promises never fail. May the hope of our hearts be steadied in you always as we rely on your faithfulness.