Anniversary

It's marked on my calendar every year. Tonight, in the hour surrounding 9 p.m., it will be seven years. Seven years since I laid down my arms and surrendered. Sweet surrender.

I had no way of knowing where that prayer would take me... and still don't many times. I couldn't tell you where I am now in it, and can't possibly know where I will be tomorrow... or the next day.

All I know is this: The most important Person ever to come into my life arrived at my request and completely annihilated who I thought I was. He pulled my real soul up from my depths into His heights. And I was born. My life began. The quietest birth -- just a whisper -- brought me home, opened my eyes, and for the first time... I breathed.

It doesn't mean much
It doesn't mean anything at all
The life I've left behind me
Is a cold room
I've crossed the last line
From where I can't return
Where every step I took in faith
Betrayed me
And led me from my home
And sweet
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
You take me in
No questions asked
You strip away the ugliness
That surrounds me
Are you an angel
Am I already that gone
I only hope
That I won't disappoint you
When I'm down here
On my knees
And sweet
Sweet
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
Sweet
Sweet
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
And I don't understand
By the touch of your hand
I would be the one to fall
I miss the little things
I miss everything (about you)
It doesn't mean much
It doesn't mean anything at all
The life I left behind me
Is a cold room
And sweet
Sweet
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give