Today's
sunrise looked as if God dipped His finger in florescent paint and stroked a
soft orange, backlit ribbon across a silvery blue background. As if that were
not enough, there is a beautiful mosaic of white to grey and tan to bluish
clouds thinly weaved like giant ropes, spread north to south as far as the eye
can see. The Master’s touch can turn any moment any place into a masterpiece. What
else will God craft into this day? I will watch for His artful work. Perhaps He
will stroke the canvas of my soul, covering over useless space and delicately
creating something exquisite in its place. Almighty God and King, I welcome
Your craftsmanship, Your slightest touch foretells majestic beauty. May my
heart be a ready landscape; prepared for each stroke of Your holy brush.
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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