Having the
steady hand of a teacher draped over my own as I learned to write never seemed
confining. Actually, the opposite was true; I felt liberated to attempt what
had been very difficult alone. And now, as a man, I do not resent the hand of
God guiding my life. It is far better to fall into the grasp of Almighty God
than into the hands of any other. O Lord my Protector, into Your grip I gladly
yield.
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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