A Prayer...

Father, I want to know you, 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 you 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 you may enter and dwell there without a rival. Then, shall you make the place of your feet glorious. Then shall my heart have no more need of the sun to shine in it, for you will be the light of it, and there shall be no night there. In Jesus' name, Amen.

- a prayer from A.W. Tozer in The Pursuit of God