Take My Life

Here am I, all of me
Take my life, it's all for thee


What's a life worth living if you are living for yourself? When we are our own first priority, we are never truly happy. We are always wanting more, always striving for something better. What's the fun in that? All I would ever feel is disappointment. Maybe brief moments of happiness, but I don't think I would ever be able to feel true joy.

There is so much I want to become. I want to become selfless. I never want to complain, or feel like I am not getting what I deserve. I want to be so incredibly grateful, for everything that I ALREADY have. I don't want to count the days; I want to make my days count. I don't want to cry or complain during hard times; I want to thank God for using those situations to continue to shape me into who He wants me to become. I want everything that comes out of my mouth to be something that honors and glorifies God. No more cursing, or nasty names, or even negative things in general. I want to be an optimistic person; my life is much more than half full, it is overflowing with blessing from my Father.

I don't want this to be just a "church answer" kind of blog. I don't want this to be said like I wanted to please anybody. I want people to believe it. And I want them to believe it because they are seeing it in my life.

So what's the first step? I have been constantly challenged to be praying to God constantly. Just constantly be aware of Him, and how this life is His. I believe if I really grasp that concept and make it real in my life, the rest of these things will slowly begin to follow. I will consciously have to do decide to stop the bad habits, but it will become easier and easier to do.

I want people to look at me, and be able to say there is something different. I am living my life for Christ, not for myself. Because that is the life worth living.



Take my life and let it be,
consecrated Lord for thee
take my moments and my days
and let them flow in ceaseless praise

Take my hands and let them move,
at the impulse of thy love
take my feet and let them be
swift and beautiful for thee

Take my voice and let me sing,
always only for my king
take my lips and let them be
filled with messages from thee

Take my silver and my gold
not a mite would I withhold
Take my heart it is thy own
it shall be thy royal throne

Take my love, my Lord I pour
at thy feet its treasure store
take myself and I will be
ever, only, all for thee