At the Feet of My King

In the triumphant entry of Jesus, the crown laid their clothing and palm branches down for Jesus.  It was his red carpet as they cried out Hosanna!  They proclaimed Jesus as the One who would save them and they knew He was King.  He was not a King with a scepter and a royal army announcing His arrival with fanfare.   He entered as a humble servant King riding the back of a donkey.  He came to save and He came to serve.

I ask myself now what I need to lay at the feet of my King.  The answer is everything! I need to lay down my dreams and visions and allow Him to transform them to His glory.  I need to lay down my hopes, fears, pride, emotions, thoughts, and energy and let Him transform them to His glory.  I need to drop my expectations and my reservations.  All I am, all I want to be, all I was, and all I can be needs to be placed at my King's feet and trust Him to redeem it for my good and His glory.  It's not easy for me, but in the end it is good... redefined by the One who defines me.