I have passed through a few hurricanes over a
lifetime. As outer bands spew copious amounts of rain and trees swing wildly in
the powerful winds, there is an eerie beauty and justifiable fear. Palm trees,
with their long, lanky trunks and floppy branches perched at the very top seem
relatively fragile until these moments. Actually, they handle the tempest
better than stately oaks or cedars. While huge trees tear apart, the palms just
dance through the storm. Father, I get it; what may appear as strength is not.
You design each of us with unseen, inexplicable strength. Help me stay firmly
planted in You as I dance through the storm.
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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