Father, I want to know thee, but my cowardly heart fears to give up its toys. I cannot part with them without inward bleeding, and I do not try to hide from Thee the terror of the parting. I come trembling, but I do come. Please root from my heart all those things which I have cherished so long and which have become a very part of my living self, so that Thou mayest enter and dwell there without a rival. Then shalt Thou make the place of Thy feet glorious. Then shall my heart have no need of the sun to shine in it, for Thyself wilt be the light of it, and there shall be no night there. In Jesus' name. Amen.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Submission and Simplicity
I read this excerpt from A. W. Tozer's book, The Pursuit of God and I wanted to share it with you:
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2 comments:
Just found your blog today and this is totally what my heart needed to hear.
Christine
You're welcome, Christine. I'm so glad we've been able to reconnect. I ought to get to Dallas and see you, Robin, and your families.
Blessings,
Andy
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