Spiritual Practice


Muyiwa Olaiya Benralph

Here, O Lord, my life to you I surrender.
I had thought it was all mine
To do with whatever I pleased—
But I was wrong.

I have done what I shouldn’t do
And haven’t done what I should.
I didn’t realize until now I’d been wrong,
How far I’d drifted off the path I should go.

But now I know my wrongdoing.
Frail and helpless, I come to you.
I lay my will and my ways at your feet,
No longer as I would but as you want me to.

Like clay in the potter’s hand,
I yield to you in all humility and obedience.
Break me, mold me, shape me—
Make me what you want me to be.

I am willing to start afresh with you, dear Lord.
Grant me the will and the courage to do as you please.
Now, dear Lord, my life is in your hands.
Help me to make it worthwhile.


IN GOD’S HANDS: Hold a lump of clay in your hands. Notice how it feels, its weight, its shape, its color. Begin to knead the clay. Invite God to guide you in shaping it as you pray the prayer above, placing your life in God’s hands and trusting God to make you a new creation. When you finish working with the clay, let whatever shape or symbol you and God have created be a reminder of your promise to make this fresh start worthwhile.

We are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand.
Isaiah 64:8 (NRSV)

—from devozine (March/April 2019). Copyright © 2019 by The Upper Room®. All rights reserved.

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