You said this was my sacrifice

My offering

My hard thing

To let go

Give up

Walk away empty-handed

Like a missionary sacrifices

The comfort of their native culture

Like a martyr sacrifices

The respect of popular opinion

Not to mention a body untouched by physical pain

Like some sacrifice homes and families

Like some sacrifice money and time and dreams

This is my sacrifice

This giving up

This walking away

Sometimes feels like everyday

This trusting, leaning, hoping,

This coming, but not yet,

This praying, but not seeing

 

“This is my offering, dear Lord.

This is my offering, to you God.

And I will give you my life,

Cause it’s all I have to give,

Because you gave your life for me.”

~ Third Day ~

My sacrifice is to go without

Yet, in that “without” space

There is room

More room for You.

 

My sacrifice is to go without

To gain within.

 

I long to gain within.

 

You promised to those who sacrificed for You

You’d give them a hundred-fold return one day.

You make good on Your promises

I believe.

Jesus.

 

 

Going without to gain within.

 

Lord, let it be

And I will praise You.