Sunset, midnight, daybreak, high noon, the steady Hand of God turns the
earth and all its inhabitants through another day. His grip is sturdy,
forceful, capable and secure; my life is firmly in His Holy Grasp. As Master
Artisan of the universe, nothing is missed; not one prayer goes unheard and not
a single cry for mercy ignored as He rotates His object of love in His Blessed
Hand. Lord God, Father and Creator, You behold my distracted unreadiness, yet
in Your blazing lovingkindness, You do not turn away in disgust. Instead,
healing my woundedness, You bring me through every trial and keep me safely in
Your Hand.
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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