Every life suffers losses, making it far too convenient to
dwell on sorrows. Gnawing sadness will invade every corner of the soul of those
who reside in the shadows of disappointments, but a cheerful heart has a
continual feast. A mere glimpse of the goodness of God melts away gloom and
doom. Hope springs eternal to those who praise the Almighty. Like turning a
dish toward a broadcasting satellite, praise adjusts my heart to receive
heavenly transmissions. Lord, You fill my heart as I exalt You in praise. You
are the Crown of Life and Restorer of My Soul, my Glory and the Lifter of My
Head.
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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