Today's
sunrise looked as if God dipped His finger in florescent paint and stroked a
soft orange, backlit ribbon across a silvery blue background. A beautiful
mosaic of white to grey and tan to blue clouds thinly weaved like giant ropes, quickly
scrolls north to south. WOW! What else has the Master crafted into this day? I
will watch for His work. Perhaps He will stroke the canvas of my soul, covering
over useless space only to delicately create something exquisite in its place.
Lord, I desire Your Holy craftsmanship. May my heart be a ready landscape; I
welcome the touch of Your holy brush.
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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