From my devotions:
Our hardest sacrifices are never so hard as we thought they were going to be, if we go on with them to the uttermost that God asks. A sacrifice of self to God's will made half-way, or even nine-tenths, is a grinding, cruel experience. When it is made the whole way, with the altar built and self laid upon the altar, God always comes with an unexpected blessing that so overwhelms us with love and joy that the hardship of the sacrifice sinks out of sight. "Now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld." Can He say that to us today? No one ever knows the full joy of hearing the word from God until the altar has been built, and the knife is laid to the sacrifice.
Is your all on the altar of sacrifice laid?
Your heart does the Spirit control?
You can only be blest and have peace and sweet rest
As you yield Him your body and soul.
~ Springs in the Valley
Putting my all on the altar again today.