A Matter Of The Heart

 

I’ve arrived at a conclusion,

Maybe one of life’s rare finds

That there’s not a lot worth salvaging

Within this heart of mine.

It’s ever ready to destruct

And lie above all things…

It tends to laugh when it should cry

And mourn when it should sing.

I’ve wasted countless hours begging,

“Fix this heart, Lord, Please!”

While it stomps its feet, demand its way

And floods with sin’s disease.

At last, you’re able to get through

And lay it on the line:

“You must give up that heart of yours

And trade it in for mine”

So I cry out with the psalmist,

Create within me, Lord

A new heart crystal clear

That only Calvary could afford.

A heart which pounds the rhythm

Of heaven’s metronome

And issues forth a boundless love

And beats for You alone.

I want to love that which You love,

Despising what you hate

And see myself as least of these

Oh Lord, retaliate

The efforts of the evil one

Who seeks to make my plea

That of his own, “I’ll make no move

Til I’ve considered me.”

Peel away my fingers,

Finally make me understand

The power to love and please You

Can’t be found within a man.

So, my Lord, I bring this offering;

A stubborn heart of stone

And ask You, in its absence,

Please exchange it for Your own.

***written by Beth Moore

Praying For Our Leaders

With this being an election year, we are  bombarded with political ads. Posturing of candidates is easily recognized.  The President is making decisions based on winning political points. The opponent is promising things that he may not be able to bring about.

Party against party  with each saying their way is right.  I am  a conservative at heart but a mere middle class individual. I agree with many Republican  stances but do not adhere to any one party.Today as I thought about the upcoming election, I wondered if it were possible for us all to pull together, at least to pray.

It concerns me that all of the credit and blame is taken by the party of the administration in office at any given time.  I am so frustrated with each party celebrating when the other messes up. I guess that’s politics but is it really good for our country. Little is accomplished if there is a concern about the party in power getting the credit.

While I do not agree with all of our presidents policies and decisions I have determined to pray for him. Our country and our lives are at stake here.

1 Timothy 2:1-2″ I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone–for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness.”

If we have 4 more years of this president or 4 years of a candidate we do not like, wouldn’t it be better to enter the new term in prayer for them, which is indeed our most powerful resource?

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Acts 27:27-32

On the fourteenth night we were still being driven across the Adriatic Sea, when about midnight the sailors sensed they were approaching land. They took soundings and found that the water was a hundred and twenty feet deep. A short time later they took soundings again and found it was ninety feet deep. Fearing that we would be dashed against the rocks, they dropped four anchors from the stern and prayed for daylight. In an attempt to escape from the ship, the sailors let the lifeboat down into the sea, pretending they were going to lower some anchors from the bow. Then Paul said to the centurion and the soldiers, “Unless these men stay with the ship, you cannot be saved.” So the soldiers cut the ropes that held the lifeboat and let it fall away.

Our passage today really sounds a lot like me:
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A Dry Spell

 

Hot sun beating down

 

Thought rivers nonexistent

Dry is the inkwell!

This haiku is an attempt to let you know I’m going through a dry spell. A place all of us writers and poets visit from time to time.  Guess it’s my turn. Have a blessed day!

Just A Little Humor

Forgettable

You know that song “Unforgettable?”  Well I’m pretty sure they didn’t write it about me.  Do you ever run into people with whom you’ve had past encounters and not  only are you nameless to them, but also unrecognizable?

Do you walk in anonymity, often seeking it because  you feel very forgettable?  Afraid that the bright light of recognition will reveal just how ordinary you really are?  And if others see who you really are will they like you? You’d rather not find out so being invisible is the tradeoff!

Do you look at yourself knowing we are all to have talents and abilities and wonder if God ran a little short on “the stuff” in your case?

Do you feel average in your work, as a spouse, a parent, a cook, a home decorator? You’d never be the life of the party, in fact at times you worry that you are downright boring.

Uncomfortable in gatherings of many people do you look around and wish you were like Brenda Bubbly or Trudy Talker? How about Abby All the Answers?

Ordinary, forgettable, insignificant, invisible. Do the words play through your mind like a broken record?

Take heart my friend.  The One who created us has not forgotten us! He has called us by name, we are His.  We are inscribed on the palm of his hand. 

Acts 4:13 records the description of Peter and John as unschooled, ORDINARY, men.  Shown here to have great courage so much so that others took note that these men had been with Jesus. 

God deliberately chooses the lowborn and insignificant.  Why? So that no one can boast before him.  

Being ordinary and insignificant makes you a very likely candidate for God to use for His glory.  Being willing to be used by God is the key.  

We need to get beyond the fear that we have nothing to offer and realize that we have nothing to offer apart from God.  Without him we can do nothing but with him and through him we can do ALL things.

Today if you are forgettable like me, just remember you are exactly the kind of person God is looking for through whom he can do great things.