"parts of you must die, are dying"
I'm learning, Father. There's so much further to go. I want You. I need You horribly deep in my soul; I'm dying inside, Father. Without You, there is emptiness. You've always been Life to me, but, now, my life is going and I have only Yours. It's such a deep, rich, bright, joyous life You give me, Father, but, oh Father, it hurts to die.
Oh, Father. Pull me closer to You. Ruffle my hair and let my tired head rest on Your chest. I want You more than anything. Help me obey; help me want to obey. You are asking what I hold most dear - You are asking what I would rather die than give up - and I don't want to give it. You know. You know, Father. Draw me forward, holding Your hand; You know I want to go with You.
Bring me into what You want me to be.
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