Jesus, take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
Save me from this road I'm on
Jesus, take the wheel
Jesus, take the wheel. Take it from my hands. How often have I told myself that I'll be able to make it through on my own, forgetting that Jesus is always there to carry me if I fall, and time and again, I have always been reminded of His presence and of His guiding hand. Tears welled up in my eyes as I started thinking about how weak I am without Him and how much He has helped me, but that time and again, I have always disappointed Him and neglected Him. Like making up excuses not to do quiet time. Yet He is always there, waiting for the time I will finally be able to talk to Him. But if I don't spend time with Him, what use is there? Will it be too late before I finally talk to Him? And to just let go and trust everything in Him. Is it so hard to do?
I have had a pretty rough week. I realize that I have been putting up a strong facade all this while, pretending that I will get through things just fine, but inside I'm crumbling so badly. I have lost (a little) the will to fight and not give up, to perseve, to not be defeated (by temptation). I dare say that I have become more weary of life and I'm probably not as happy-go-lucky or carefree as I used to be.
I think I really need to sit down and reflect on what has been happening the past few weeks. There are so many thoughts running through my head which are just very overwhelming.
Jesus, take the wheel, take it from my hands, cos I can't do this on my own..