Each day
presents new battles, unforeseen foes lurking just beyond view. There is simply
no chance that I can be fully prepared for what awaits. Yet, how sweet the joy
that fills my heart; victory rests in the Lord. Come what may, the Lord is my
triumph. King of Kings, into Your hands I cast every care. You are my strength
O Lord. In the moments of conflict may I ever trust in Your unfailing love.
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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