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Unwillingness To Accept God's 'way Of Escape' From Temptation Frightens Me - What A Rebel Yet Resides Within.

Father, Take My Life, Yea, My Blood If Thou Wilt, And Consume It With Thine Enveloping Fire. I Would Not Save It, For It Is Not Mine To Save. Have It Lord, Have It All. Pour Out My Life As An Oblation For The World. Blood Is Only Of Value As It Flows Before Thine Altar

He Makes His Ministers A Flame Of Fire. Am I Ignitible? God Deliver Me From The Dread Asbestos Of 'other Things.' Saturate Me With The Oil Of The Spirit That I May Be Aflame. But Flame Is Transient, Often Short Lived. Canst Thou Bear This, My Soul - Short Life? ... Make Me Thy Fuel, Flame Of God.

Ps 119:89-91: The Settled Word In Heaven Makes For A Solid Foundation On Earth And A Safe Path For Today.

Grieve Not, Then, If Your Sons Seem To Desert You, But Rejoice, Rather, Seeing The Will Of God Done Gladly.