Denied
I love the feeling of being owned that comes with being denied... or given permission, or instruction and to be held to certain expectations for that matter. I have been without proper ownership enough to know that even denials are to be appreciated as they mean that He is exerting His ownership. He is reinforcing that He is the one in control... that He is the one making the decisions. Doing so is an expression of His desire to fill that role in my life. Denial or approval both leave me wanting to be on my knees for Him.
