Dear God, let me rely upon you wholly, so much so that the path becomes obvious and clear. So much so that my self-sufficiency, my self-propulsion, becomes useless.
When I guide myself, I am lost. The tragedy is not so much my aimless wandering, but my willful choosing of it when I could instead easily claim your guidance and power.
Lord, let me surrender to you today. My struggling is its own form of failure. Let me give up, give in, and go where you point.