The basic human
instinct for harmony, symmetry, balance and rhythm is continually assaulted by
the unpredictable anarchy that each day brings. In art, the imperfect, the
incomplete, the merely suggested are central to its beauty, its mystery. The
work of God’s Spirit is precisely to bring order and truth out of chaos. Lord.
Help me trusts Your artful work throughout this day. I will trust Your eye for
beauty from ashes.
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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