Tuesday, March 17, 2009

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"Praise the Lord, all you servants of the Lord who minister by night in the house of the Lord. Lift up your hands in the sanctuary and praise the Lord. May the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth, bless you from Zion"


As I meditate upon this psalm I keep coming back to this concept: guard the sacred things at night. Guard the precious things God has placed in your heart during times when it is the darkest. Guard your dreams, desires, convictions, hopes and faith when they are most vulnerable to being tainted or stolen.

I am learning that the devil isn't after my health, my family, my time or my money. He is after my heart. If attacking those other things will cause my heart to drift from the Lord and to lose faith in Him, then he has succeeded in his mission. I must protect and guard those seeds that have been deposited on the inside of me, they are precious, valuable and vital to the destiny God has for me.

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