In a world jam packed with
half-truths, misconceptions and pretense, the soul grows weary from the daily
stampede. A sound internal compass combined with divine guidance and
trustworthy comrades help me navigate the constant onrush of external illusion.
Father, thank You that while huddled in the storm, I rest safely in Your hand
where truth prevails, love lifts and sinking sand turns to solid Rock.
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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