2011 - Vol. 50
life I live is not my own
Last year during my second year of university, I experienced
a particularly challenging and joyful time in my relationship with the
Lord because of a consistent, clear call he gave me to live a life of martyrdom.
Over the course of several months, this call from the Lord was given to
me repeatedly through different words, Scripture passages, and other people.
God was not asking me to travel to the most dangerous place in the world
to preach the gospel to cannibals; rather, he was asking me to live a life
of complete surrender no matter the circumstances, no matter the cost.
He was asking me to sacrifice everything I had my time, my studies, my
money, my relationships, my family, my strengths, my weaknesses in order
to seek him alone, and he was showing me that the call to martyrdom is
not just for grown-ups. I was given this call even as a student.
While I felt very challenged by this radical call God had placed on
my life, I also felt overwhelmed by two things: first, the peace I had
in forsaking other things, even good things, so as to claim Christ as my
one prize; and second, the joy I had in saying yes! to a life of complete
surrender. This call is one I know I will be striving after during my whole
life, and although I fall down daily, God continues to pick me up and brush
me off, reminding me not so much of my weakness but of his strength.
In response to this call, I wrote the song You
Are Mine, and this past summer, I had the opportunity to record
it with some friends for the Detroit
Summer Outreach Music CD Overwhelmed. Recording the song was
a huge blessing to me, and I hope that it can inspire others, as it continues
to inspire me, to live a life of single-hearted devotion to the Lord.
Giles is an undergraduate student at the University of Michigan in Ann
Arbor, Michigan. She is actively involved in University
Christian Outreach at U of M and in the Word
of Life Community in Ann Arbor.]
The life I live is not my
For what I have I give to
For you, O Lord, I claim
as my prize.
Holy, worthy, beautiful are
You are mine, and I am yours.
And though I cannot see
you, I believe.
You are mine.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia,
You are mine.
attending a university art exhibit