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Front Range winter wind is howling past my window and reminding me; something
as inert as air becomes extremely powerful in the right conditions. Our voice can be as well. For the most part my voice is merely one tool among many used to
express myself. Until, that is, one of those moments when it carries a message
from the Almighty. When my voice becomes His Voice it changes everything.
Speaking faith and love embodied in truth can move mountains. Father, You gave
me the gift of voice. Put Your coal of fire to my lips and fill my heart and
mouth with what matters.
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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