Upon
being cast into an angry sea the only hope is to cleave to whatever floats and
hope for rescue. It may be the sea itself that ultimately deposits the lost
soul on shore or perhaps the timely kindness of a passing stranger that brings
relief. Most likely, however, rescue will be at the hands of those who have
long before, made it their heroic mission. Life can be a terrible tempest, but the
Lord declares: “Call on me in the day of trouble and I will rescue you”. O Lord,
my Champion and My Rescue, by whatever means You choose, I cleave to Your
Grace, Mercy and Providence; You never leave nor forsake the objects of Your
love.
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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