"I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread,” Psalms 37:25 KJV. Having been born and raised in a city by the sea with a multitude of tidal rivers and creeks, tide cycles fascinate me; the shorelines are constantly advancing or receding. The rise and fall of each new tide cycle are very subtle and easily missed, but it happens without our permission and is beyond our control. Frankly the same could be said of everything in this life. As one friendship dwindles, another strengthens. Youthful strength eventually turns into retreating health, all the while, youthful foolishness shrinks away, and wisdom takes its place. Treasured things deteriorate, and unimagined new things emerge. So goes the tides of life. Father, You are the Eternal Constant. With every falling tide, You provide a tidal deposit as a parting gift; I truly marvel at Your wisdom. I love Your ways.
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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