nostalgia of a different sort

God i remember feeling this way so strongly. Thank You that You wanted more for me than i wanted for myself.

but isn't that the way it so often goes? we think we are so certain, and that we know exactly what we are willing to sacrifice, and He wants a different sort of sacrifice--the sort of suffering that brings joy and salvation, not the pleasure-tinged pain of indulging whims and half-understood heartbreak.
but it's still a great song, and perhaps a risk that we take even without knowing it.