We
live in a condo community where everything is very neat and uniform. It pretty
much looks the same most of the time, except on trash day. Even then, we all
have exactly the same huge garbage and recycling bins, designed to be emptied
by an automated refuse system. It all seems so tidy. But let’s face it; inside
those bins is garbage. They stand at attention, symmetrically spaced, lids
closed, but no matter how we dress it up, life is messy. Glorious Father,
forgive my attempts to hide my rubbish. My wrongdoing knows no limits, yet You
do not turn away in disgust. Cleanse me afresh.
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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