This is a laying down of arms. 
As I lift my limbs in surrender, 
I pray that I would cease with self-harm. 
That these tendencies and patterns, 
that have become so deep rooted
would be eviscerated and scattered,
I know *this* is the Lord's doing... 

*to renew my mind*
To give me a new heart. 
To make the most of my time. 
I feel a leaf turning gently, 
I feel an embracing of the tides. 
I want nothing without you. 
I can even welcome pain. 
You are my life, Jesus. 
Without you, nothing is gain.