a dream, a pebble, a love

I had a dream that I had pressed much feeling and desire, hope together. I pushed it all together, pressing and pressing until it was this tiny pebble. I took that little pebble and placed it aside, away from all my other things. I put it in a special place, a place for things that belonged ONLY to ME. Later while praying, I sought clarity and direction on a certain subject, and He asked for my pebble. I had to give all of my hopes and desires related to this issue up to Him, holding nothing back, placing me at peace with whatever He wills.  It became clear to me afterward that this tiny pebble was my hardened heart, given up to Him in exchange for abundantly beyond all that I can ask or think.