While NASCAR
driver Dale Earnhardt Jr. has quite a collection of trophies from his racing
wins, he also has a graveyard of totaled racecars on his property that he calls
“Dirty Mo Acres”. Junkyards, with their messy spread of old or wrecked cars can
be eerily fascinating; so many stories are connected to the rusting heaps as
they sit in inert silence. People often end up in the same condition, their
lives a messy collection of junk heaps caused by past smashups. God created us
with the capacity to finish our race with the same potential we start with.
Will I finish as a decrepit rust-bucket or an antique classic? I choose the
latter. O Lord My Creator, help me run well to the finish line. Infuse me with
Your power that I may charge ahead till my last breath. May the full extent of
my purpose in this world be fulfilled.
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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