more of me for more of You

A reoccurring plea I send to my Father is "Give me more of You, Daddy. I want more."

I thought I was in a dry season. A place where I just wasn't hearing Him because I had things that were speaking louder, and I was putting them there. Laundry, blog, etsy, eating clean, exercise, etc.
But then, when I wasn't even pressing into him, begging, on my face before Him, He told me "I want more of you, so I can give more to you."

I was so stuck in a place where I wanted more, and settled with "I'll get it on His time." Which is great. His will be done.
But I didn't ask how I could get it, I acted like I was entitled to more of Him.

I often ask Trav if I act entitled, because if I'm being honest I can genuinely say he and Daddy totally spoil me and sometimes, entitlement comes easy.
I'm so afraid of believing I am entitled.
From a worldy view, no, I do not act entitled.
But to my Heavenly, Holy, All Knowing, Perfect Father, I realized I act entitled.
I say, "I chose You and You said You would give me this..." and tying "I just have faith, and Your Word SAYS..." to make myself feel better.
Then I proceed to stand there with my arms crossed, tapping my toe.

The truth is, if God gave me ALL of Him, or probably even .732942738% of Him, I would physically crush from the weight of His Glory.

I was praying to my God from my MIND, not my heart. Because I knew I wanted more of Him, but did I want to sacrifice anything in order to receive it? God will give me more of Him when He knows I can handle more of Him. When my heart is at a place to receive more of Him, I will.
To get a place where my heart can handle more, means giving more of myself and my heart to Him.
Doing every thing in worship, prayer, and dare I say it, fasting.
Aren't I disciple? Isn't that what He has called me to live, a life like His? Do I?

But even when I basically deserve a spiritual spanking He so gently speaks to me as I waste time on Pinterest.
No way is He going to let me get away with keeping some of myself from Him.
He wants all of me, and He will not relent until He gets it.
And that is beauty.
That is grace.
That is a God who desires His people.
That is freedom.

Will you, with me, give more of yourself to Him?
There's always more to give.
And He is waiting, yearning, for you and all of your heart, worship and praise.