Weeds

Weeds

9.24.15

"Lord, help me, for I am lukewarm and chill; unbelief mars my confidence, and makes me forget Thee. 

Let the weeds that grow in my soul be cut at their roots; Grant me to know that I truly live only when I live to Thee, that all else is trifling."

Unknown Puritan

"For you have delivered my soul from death,

    yes, my feet from falling,

that I may walk before God

    in the light of life."

Psalm 56:13

It struck me this morning in my quiet time how quickly my spiritual heart grows cold.

Do you struggle like me? It's as if the minute I turn my eyes away the weeds begin to grow.

My prayer is with the Puritan..."let the weeds that grow in my heart be cut at the roots."

Aren't you thankful that the pruning is His job? We just need to cling to Him and no matter what distractions come our way, make Him the first encounter of our day.

He will deliver your feet from falling as our verse says. He will draw nearer as we draw close to Him. He will do the pruning and take care of the weeds, and in exchange we can have sweet fellowship with Him and experience the peace that passes all understanding!

May you seek His face before you face any other today!