There is a desire in me that I did not put there.  I did not gather the fuel.  I did not strike the spark.  I had no means to fan it into flame.  But an unquenchable and immense flame rages in my soul.  The roar of it threatens to explode my body.  The desire to share the Gospel will not cease. 

One day I said I will bottle it up.  Fear that I was misled, misled me.  “I will give it no street on which to leave.  I will lock closed my lips.  And I will restrain it with all my might.” But it burst through my bonds as if a hurtling ball of iron through tissue paper.  I am helpless to contain it.

So I said I will give it all room, all help, all speed and all attention.  But I find it is not enough.  Where are those who hear?  Where are the changed lives to dance through this world before my very eyes?  However, even while I ask, understanding blazes forth with a great and unmistakable roar.

The unquenchable desire of God to save souls is not concerned with the appearance of one or two.  He desires that all should be saved.  He will not subside the blazing inferno within until I leave this place.

Then let me rest in discomfort.  Let my soul be disquieted with desire.  Cause my will to explode, O Lord!  By all means may the Holy will of God be done!

By His Grace