The Will Of God Is

If We Are The Sheep Of His Pasture, Remember That Sheep Are Headed For The Altar.

Oh, The Fullness, Pleasure, Sheer Excitement Of Knowing God On Earth! I Care Not If I Never Raise My Voice Again For Him, If Only I May Love Him, Please Him. Mayhap In Mercy He Shall Give Me A Host Of Children That I May Lead Them Through The Vast Star Fields To Explore His Delicacies Whose Finger Ends Set Them To Burning. But If Not, If Only I May See Him, Touch His Garments, Smile Into His Eyes - Ah Then, Not Stars Nor Children Shall Matter, Only Himself.

God, I Pray Light These Idle Sticks Of My Life And May I Burn Up For Thee.

Desire Is The Putting Of My Will Into God’s Concern. It’s Not A Passive, Sitting Back In Your Easy Chair, Folding Your Arms Sort Of Thing, Which Says, 'well, I’m Willing, If God Would Only Give Me A Good Swift Kick And Send Me.' That’s Willingness All Right. But God Doesn’t Want Willingness, He Wants Will! He Wants Your Will Put Behind Those Desires.

Most Laws Condemn The Soul And Pronounce Sentence. The Result Of The Law Of My God Is Perfect. It Condemns But Forgives. It Restores - More Than Abundantly - What It Takes Away.