TITLE: The God Who Purifies 05/23/2013 By vicki severson 05/24/13 |
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There’s a place where I know I am loved unconditionally. It is a place far from the cares of this world. This place never moves, it is only I who run from it. Sometimes I get caught in the rip tides of life and swept so far away that I can hardly find my way back.
When I’m lost in the churning waters of self righteousness, bitterness, anger and even hatefulness, my God shines His light as a beacon for my soul. He leads me home. He leads me back to this place I speak of; this place I call home is in His loving arms.
When I have been away from home for too long I can sparsely recognize myself. Because my identity is rooted in His love, I am lost when I am not seeking Him. My wretched, aching heart begins its complaints again. I burn with unkind actions and words, creating a soot of UN thankfulness, selfishness and so many other filthy feelings that cover me.
The more dirty I become, the farther away I run. I don’t want my Lord to see me like this. I want Him to be proud of me. The further I get, the more I trouble His heart.
If only I would stop, dead in my tracks and run to Him, He would receive me just as he always has. Why do I forget this? Why do I doubt Him? He had never left my side, He has never forsaken me
Yet I forsake Him time and time again, my God.
I come back, hanging my head. Exhausted from my travels without Him,Filthy and weary, My Lord holds me. He cleans me. He gives me food for my soul through His word and worship. He purifies the rocks in my heart and turns them into sparkling diamonds. Only God can do this.
Today I am thankful for a God who purifies my soul, my words, my actions and my thoughts.
Thank you Lord that you are the opposite of my messed up heart. Thank you for restoring me and taking me back again and again.
If you are feeling like me, if your heart is heavy laden with rocks it has picked up along the path of life…if you feel worn out and dusty, RUN
RUN HOME.
The light is always on.
Love,
Emery
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