Every time I start believing that I’ve made significant
spiritual progress I find someone standing squarely on my last nerve. A flash
of frustration can happen so fast and is usually entirely out of proportion to
the situation. I cannot afford to miss the lesson here; dead men feel no pain. The
Apostle Paul revealed the process: “I Die Daily.” Dying to self must happen
each day. Patience with others is a sign of the depth of our progress. Father,
I am rightly shaken with the reality of my lingering weaknesses, yet I know my
selfishness is not incurable. Thank You for confronting what is not pleasing to
You.
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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