I will keep holding onto you, Jesus, no matter what. I will not let this pain end my struggle. I will not lay down and die. I will choose to continue fighting, always, no matter what may come.
Only you can do this, though. It is your power that works in me. I can’t even want it without you. Let my words and thoughts line up with what you would choose for me. I relinquish control. I abandon rebellion. I take up trust as a garment, and I focus on the faith of the Son of God, who moved all his earthly life with single, steadfast purpose, towards the cross.
Help me to keep my eyes fixed on the joy that lies beyond, and help me to be about your business in the meantime. Nothing else. Let all this fleshen tangle die off and fall away, and led all else fade in the light of how unreasonably awesome you are in all your ways.
Deafen me to the enemies lies, Lord. Make it so that I cannot even hear the things he whispers. He is the worst. I repent for and renounce all previous and current (even unconscious) agreement with those lies. I choose you again, in every possible sense of the phrase, and at absolutely all times. Nothing else will happen here. Only agreement with you.
