Lord, there is only one way to have more of you, and that is to have less of me . The Bible talks about “the sweet aroma of sacrifice.” But dying to myself is nearly killing me. I really want to sacrifice, but I keep discovering how much I’m holding on to my life, my hopes, my dreams, my stuff. Lord, lead me to the place where I can let go gladly, where I can release everything to you and offer a true sacrifice
I want to give more than I have and more that I am. I want to learn to give what I’d rather keep. Not a sacrifice of law, but a sacrifice of love. Give me greater gratitude that I have might be more grateful than I am.
I want then sacrifice of my praise to rise before your throne like the finest perfume. And with every prayer, the pure, sweet fragrance of love. Let me worship be like incense, filling up the halls of heaven.
Lord, I lay my heart upon your holy altar. You know this heart so well – its flaws, its frailty, and its fire. Now send your fire. Purify me. Make me yours. Make me a living sacrifice, pleasing and acceptable to you.
Source T.D. Jakes
