Surrender.

Surrender?  Yup, I'm surrendered.  Whatever God wants for my life.

And then God asks me to surrender my vision.  The Vision that He has given me.  My Vision.  What I want more than anything else in the world... to rescue girls forced into prostitution and help them find healing in Jesus. 

-But God, this is from You!
-I know, Child, but I'm asking you to hold the Vision with open hands.
-But God, what if You don't give it back to me?!
-Do you trust Me?

And then God shows me that He is Trustworthy.  Like Narnia's Aslan- He's not safe, but He is Good.   He knows me more than I know me, and He knows what will bring Him the most glory.  And I can trust Him. 

Oh good.  I've learned surrender.

And then God asks me to surrender my reputation.  My friends, what other people think of me, my security.

-Uh, God?  Didn't I just learn surrender?
-Can you give Me your reputation?
-What if You ask me to do something crazy?  What if I'm misunderstood?
-Do you trust Me, Child?

And then God surrounds me with His Names:
ISHI- My Maker is my Husband.
Redeemer.
The Great High Priest.
Jehovah Jireh, my Provider.
Sustainer.

And as I tattoo them onto my journal, I realize that yes, I can trust Him with my reputation.  Even if He asks me to be a fool for His sake, even if everyone else walks away...  because He is more than enough.  Thank You, Jesus.