Sunset, daybreak, midday; the steady hand of God turns the
earth through another day. His grip is sturdy, forceful, capable and secure, my
life firmly in His grasp. As the Master Artisan of the Universe not one detail
is missed as He rotates His object of love in His hand. His eye is upon the
sparrow, His beauty clothes the lilies of the field and provision granted to
the righteous and unrighteous alike. Lord God, Father and Creator, I am at
peace; You will finish the work You have begun in me, through me, before me,
behind me and around me.
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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