Pain has a unique way of
capturing all of our attention. Life without agony of some variety seems
impossible. I must not allow sorrow of any sort to have more than momentary
notice or it will soon sequester everything around it. Giving, serving, or any
act of selfless love requires doing so through pain. Lord, I earnestly believe
Your words: “those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy”. My harvest is
on the way.
A serious pursuit of godliness requires an equally serious renunciation of worldliness. Too often, we measure spirituality with false scales. While being wisely selective with our public vices we are less so with our private attitudes and perspectives. In reality, it is the thoughts and intents of the heart where the greatest battles must be waged; our actions will ultimately align with the condition of our hearts. Lord God, You know me inside out, You are not fooled by human facades. Plow my heart with Your Word and Spirit and leave nothing unturned. Refresh my inward man that I may outwardly glorify You in all places at all times.
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