On a
camping trip, the night’s roaring fire becomes the next morning’s bed of coals.
Lack of attention will eventually extinguish its potential for revival. Like a
fire, love must be fed. If not regularly fueled, passion will eventually grow
cold. Sadly, a heart cools so gradually that it is not easily recognized until
it is nearly frigid. Life devoid of affection, life with no eagerness, life
with no passionate mission is no life at all. Lord of Love, fill my heart with
passion for You and help me love others purely. Blow upon the coldest embers
within my heart and set me ablaze for Your will and ways.
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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