Even after so many years I can
still remember the comforting encouragement of a teacher’s hand gently folded
over my own as I drew my first circles. It felt like I was controlling the
movements, but now I know the truth. Though I took pride in my improved
drawing, it was those teachers who were humble partners in my development as a
young artist. Nothing has really changed; every move I make in the right
direction still requires a guiding hand. You, O Lord are my Teacher, guiding me
into Your highest and best. I am thankful You never let go. I need Your divine
touch more today than ever. Help me learn the rhythm of Your embrace.
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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