Fear gripped me today as I was on the bus. Realized that behind the mask of simple dreams, therein lies that wanton self-centeredness. What art thou, contentment? It is not measured by the object of desire but truly a state of the heart & mind in Christ isn’t it? i have been so so blind. Insatiable desires and tight grips are two sides of the same coin, aren't they?
Have your way in me Lord, let me simply be that miry clay in your hands- to go where You will lead, to do what You have planned, to be only what You want me to be. Let "Me" die and live simply for You.
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