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I am soooooo glad I never lived back in the day where actual sacrifices of animals had to be made. I can barely kill bugs without freaking out. I have actually called people to come to my house in the middle of the night to kill one and even clean up a dead one. I'm serious. But what's even harder than that is being a living sacrifice- all the days of my life I die to my will, my self and desires. That can be scarier than roaches sometimes. But our bodies that we arte currently residing in are God's. We must seek to accomplish His will with however many days we've been given. I find that the times it is difficult to give Goid what He wants so to speak, are the times I have allowed worldly thinking to cloud my judgment. I've compared my self to the world and I feel jealous of their "ease." Ridiculous! When I allow anything to clutter up my mind and jack with my discernment, I've given into the urge to live for me. My will is fiesty and stubborn and unrelenting- so yep, there's times where killing a big ugly bug that I'm terrified of would be far easier than sacrificing my desires. Ouch. Guess I'm still breathing...