The other day I was looking for a CS Lewis quote about prayer I couldn't quite remember. I never did find what I was looking for, but came across this one that has stuck with me ever since:
"For most of us the prayer of Gethsemane is the only model. Removing mountains can wait." Letters to Malcolm, Chiefly on Prayer, p. 60.
Surrendered lives. I've gone on and on about this. It's my bally-wick; and you know why? Because I never quite manage. It seems to me that if the Son of Man, the Son of God, the Incarnate Word who was God faced this exact dilemma, sweated drops of blood over it, we cannot assume it's an easy, one time, lay-my-life down-and-be-done-with-it kind of prayer. No way, no how. From where I sit, it's daily work. Life-long work. Surrender of my self to Him. My will for His.
And all the world hinges on what happens when I do.
Jesus prayed and prayed until he could finally say, "NEVERTHELESS...not my will, but YOURS be done."
I love that NEVERTHELESS.
Everything hinged on it. Everything.
My salvation. Yours. The whole world's.
All of history changed on that word.
Is that amazing or what?
And if we live in the Garden, and hinge OUR lives on this Nevertheless, then think of how confident our prayers can be. No more anemic, "Bless them, Lord," prayers, but solid, deep and true because they're 'Not my will but YOURS be done--in EVERYTHING'. Right? Start there. Start our prayers there. Think of how solid and hearty prayers based on HIS will being our will. If our lives are surrendered from hair follicle to toe-nail, straight to our souls, the Holy Spirit will govern our prayers.
My desire is for a hinged life- a life that hinges always on that "NEVERTHELESS."
I might have a wish for something, a half-want,
Not my will but HIS be done.
PS. You'll probably hear me write about this again.
Sometimes I think 'surrender' should become my middle name.