The Edge of Surrender
A Poem About Trust, Doubt, And Falling Into Faith
· Introduction ·
Below you will find a poem that was written at a time when my relationship with Jesus was blossoming and my mind was fighting the surrender process. During this time, it seemed as though the life I knew was falling apart and my sense of self was disintegrating.
As this process was unfolding, I began to gain a perspective outside of the fray. I could see the battle between my mind and my soul. The former was skeptical, afraid, and seeking security. The latter was ready to jump into the abyss and feel what it is like to be held completely.
In the end, love was what pushed me over the cliff. I let go of what was and trusted that what is, is good.
THE EDGE OF SURRENDER
I trust, I trust in nothing As my thoughts arise. I need proof of something, Give me desired prize. God, who are you really? Where am I, the happy child? I wander through life freely, Taking calm with wild. My soul yearns for peace, To be just me in love. Come give me this release, I cry to God above. What is left now for me If I cannot feel you there? I sink with thinking fully, This life just had no spare. Close to oblivion, I finally have a choice. What is my submission? Both life and death rejoice.
Where in your own life
have you felt the tension
between surrender and control
most clearly?
Have you ever felt
that a crisis or “breaking point”
led you to a deeper form
of clarity or identity?
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