I had this thought bouncing through my mind this morning:
Mundane tasks done in faithfulness to the Lord take on a virtue and honor unheard of in the acts of Kings.
I was thinking of my job in accounting, and how I want to try to grow in practicing God's presence in my job.
"…the descent of the seed into the soil, and it’s rising again in the plants. There are also all sorts of things in our own spiritual life, where a thing has to be killed, and broken, in order that it may then become bright and strong and splendid." - C.S. Lewis, God in the Dock
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Pour out your heart
"Arise, cry out in the night, as the watches of the night begin; pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lord" (Lamentations 2:19 NIV)
At the exhortation of my counselor/spiritual director, I've really been trying to practice this passage. Too long I have held the vagaries in my heart within and not let them out in the presence of God where they belong. There is much anger and pain that I feel, and it is a living hell to feel like I cannot unload it anywhere. Only God is safe enough.
Eventually, such openness becomes confession and offering; like a drink offering poured out on the altar of Christ. Then it can be released from my heart and fixed to the cross.
At the exhortation of my counselor/spiritual director, I've really been trying to practice this passage. Too long I have held the vagaries in my heart within and not let them out in the presence of God where they belong. There is much anger and pain that I feel, and it is a living hell to feel like I cannot unload it anywhere. Only God is safe enough.
Eventually, such openness becomes confession and offering; like a drink offering poured out on the altar of Christ. Then it can be released from my heart and fixed to the cross.
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