The Whisper
The whisper beckons me again...
“Give me All. I don't want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I want You. I have not come to torment your natural self, but to kill it. No half measures are any good. I don't want to cut off a branch here and a branch there, I want to have the whole tree down. I don't want to drill the tooth, or crown it, or stop it, but to have it out. Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked--the whole outfit. I will give you a new self instead. In fact, I will give you Myself: My own will shall become yours.”
What will it mean to give you everything, everytime? How do I abandon myself, without hesitation, without regret? And the difficulty of giving you ALL, no compromises, not the good or just the bad. I am tired and weary of disappointing myself, and others. How do I possibly accomplish this without failing, going back and forth in perpetual agony over my human imperfection.