What is it you want of me, Lord? Everything I have comes from you. You need nothing that I have. What you want is me, the surrender of my total self to you in love and trust. Why is that  hard for me to do? I long to be with you forever in glory, which is your desire for me. But I interiorly struggle with totally surrendering to you. What holds me back? What pleasure or satisfaction holds me back, like invisible chains? Is it a fear of what you may ask of me once I totally surrender to you? Is it the old self that refuses to die? Only you know, but you wait in love for me to acknowledge it and then to make the decision to let it go. I need your grace.