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God can satisfy the deep longings of the soul. Again and again we search in all
the wrong places, only to discover there is only temporary relief in earthly
substitutes. Anguish is a grievous intruder, yet it can lead us to the ultimate
relief of surrender to God alone. Biochemists take moldy, seemingly useless
materials and turn them into penicillin. In the same manner, the Lord our Maker
cultivates our desperation into a healing balm that can truly heal us by.
Dearest Lord, forgive my wanderings and futile attempts to find peace in the
temporal things of this world. You are the cure for every sorrow, You turn my
mourning into dancing!
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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