Small voices: Stories of Cambodian Children

Do we hear their voices?

All to Jesus I surrender

All to Jesus I surrender, ALL to Him i freely give
I will ever love and trust Him
In His presence daily live

I surrender all
I surrender all
All to thee, my blessed saviour
I surrender all

All to Jesus, I surrender, humbly at His feet i bow
Worldy pleasure all forsaken
Take me, Jesus, take me now

ALl to Jesus i surrender
Make me, Saviour, wholly Thine
Let me feel the Holy Spirit
Truly know that Thou art mine

All to Jesus i surrender, Lord I give myself to Thee
Fill me with Thy love and power
Let thy blessings fall on me



This is a familiar song that we often hear.When i sang it in the past, it is often words with a heartfelt desire and willingness of " YEs LOrd, i am willing to surrender my ALL to you." This is often in the absence of situations that requires us to truly surrender our all.

Recently, this song came back to me. " Am i willing to surrender my all to Him? "

I asked Jesus, "How much do you love me?"
"This much." He answered and He stretched out His arms and died.

"Yes, Lord, I am yours. I can do everything through You who gives me strength"

Still

This is for you - my dear friends who are hurting and lost.Although no one may seems to understand or even provide an answer for your situation at this moment, but be assured, our Father in heaven sees our every single tear drops and collects them in heaven. I hope that this song will encourage you as much as it had encouraged and lifted me.

Let Go and Let God

As children bring their broken toys, with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams (thoughts) to God, because He is my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help with ways (thoughts) that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back again and cried, “How can you be so slow?”
“My child”, He said,” What could I do? You never let go.”

Anonymous

I fear the possibility of complications. I fear going through the tests and jabs. I fear the possibility of another diagnosis which I don’t think at this juncture, I am prepared to go through it again even with the Lord. When the Lord asked, “Xiuli, are you willing to accept whatever I am going to give you for my sake and glory?” Ashamedly, my answer was a definite “No. No Lord, Not again. I don’t think I can handle it, even with You. No Lord. No.”

I didnt realised till now how 'tramautised' i was over all the jabs and scans. Now i know i must have been carried in His Hands all along during the jabs and surgery. It must have been His Grace and Strength that kept me going on so calmly and confidently.

However I refused to surrender this time. I refused to draw from His Strength. No Lord, I am not willing. I do not want to go through the series of tests and jabs again. No Lord, please no. I pleaded. I did not want to surrender. I did not want to see the doctor. I did not even want to bring my fears and thoughts to God.

Finally after struggling for a week, I decided to take the first step and brought my thoughts to the Lord in my bedtime prayers last night. Father, teach me and grant me the courage to “Let Go”. Father, teach me to surrender, just as Abraham did.

Father, I want to place my trust in You.