“Now mine eye seeth Thee” (Job xlii. 5).
We must recognize the true character of our self-life and its real
virulence and vileness. We must consent to its destruction, and we must
take it ourselves, as Abraham did Isaac, and lay it at the feet of God in
willing sacrifice.
This is a hard work for the natural heart, but the moment the will is
yielded and the choice is made, that death is past, the agony is over, and
we are astonished to find that the death is accomplished.
Usually the crisis of life in such cases hangs upon a single point. God
does not need to strike us in a hundred places to inflict a death wound.
There is one point that touches the heart, and that is the point God
usually strikes, the dearest thing in our life, the decisive thing in our
plans, the citadel of the will, the center of the heart, and when we yield
there, there is little left to yield anywhere else, and when we refuse to
yield at this point, a spirit of evasion and compromise enters into all
the rest of our life. Lord, we take Thee to enable us to will Thy will to
be done in all things in our life without and within.