I Decree that I am no longer living a halfway life with a half-surrendered heart.
I was not created to love God with conditions. I was created to love Him with everything.
Every broken piece. Every healed place. Every part of me is now His.
I Commit to no longer hiding the parts of me that still hurt.
To stop compartmentalizing my walk with Him.
To let Him into the parts of me I’ve labeled “off-limits.”
The secret places. The shame-filled corners. The silent pain.
It’s all His now.
I Promise to stop pretending.
To stop leading with filters.
To stop performing my healing and instead allow myself to actually heal.
This surrender isn’t weakness—it’s worship.
I don’t just want God’s blessings.
I want His heart.
I don’t just want His hand to move for me.
I want His presence to dwell in me.
I give Him my plans.
My preferences.
My pace.
I give Him my timeline and the things I swore I had to control.
I no longer need to have it all figured out.
Because I trust the One who already wrote my ending.
I surrender my control.
I surrender my fears.
I surrender my version of “how it was supposed to go.”
This is what surrender looks like:
Not just saying “yes” when it’s easy—
But saying “yes” when it costs me everything but gives me everything I truly need.
I Declare:
God can have my whole heart, not just the healed parts.
He can have my voice, my vision, my vulnerability.
I hold nothing back.
Because He held nothing back for me.