The transformation between the dark of night to morning
light never loses its fascination for me. Some days easily, others reluctantly,
like metal to magnet I am drawn to its power to awaken. Every second brings subtle
change; the landscape must be carefully observed as all that can be seen is transfigured.
There are so many parallels between sunrise and the way God pulls me into His
will. Each day He quietly moves into my darkness, His resplendent Presence
renovating my soul. Lord of Light, I welcome Your metamorphic approach to
every square inch of my soul. Yes, this is good.
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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