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Father, I am weak and sinful apart from you.  I fall and fall again, and I don’t want that kind of life.  Grant my heart a right passion for you and grant me your view of my sin that I may repent when it is time to repent and pursue you in purity.   Sin has a revelatory power to it, for perhaps nothing shows the nature of our hearts more than our reaction to our own sin.  I have seen men have affairs against their wives and then defend their actions.  I have seen children lie to their parents…

Lord, you see me as I truly am. Open the eyes of my heart and allow me to see myself as I truly am.   Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of God.” People who follow Jesus see from the heart their own spiritual poverty. The bulk of humanity, however, wants to hold onto a vestige of goodness within themselves. Others within the church sometimes pay lip service to their spiritual bankruptcy. They acknowledge it intellectually as a doctrine, but they do not see it from the heart.  Until this truth hits our heart, we…

Father, My own heart is too often distracted from You and wants to find its pleasure in Earth.  Forgive me, as I know You do, and grant me a heart that will find its greatest satisfaction and joy in You alone.        There was once a king who sent a message to his servants graciously inviting them to dine with him in his inner chamber.  Some servants thought, “I cannot go until I have finished this urgent matter of the king’s business,” for they feared to face their king with their work undone.  Others said, “Surely the king would…

The head and the heart had a conversation. “I am more important than you,” boasted the head to the heart.  “I can discern truth without your help, but you can’t feel anything without the information I provide.” “Oh really?” asked the heart.  “Tell me, what do you know about loving Madeleine?” The head thought about it a minute, then replied.  “I know it’s morally correct.” “I see,” said the heart.  “And tell me, what do you know about pain?” “I know it’s quite inconvenient.” “I see,” said the heart.  “And tell me, what do you know of fear, arrogance, lust…

     When I was in the army, I deployed to South Korea for joint exercises with the Korean army.  At the time, Korea was famous for selling certain items cheap. One could buy a pair of Levis for five dollars or a Polo shirt for three. Those prices were too good for some to pass by, and soldiers often loaded up and bought gifts for the entire family. The problem, however, was that the gifts were often fakes. American demand for certain products gave rise to an entire market for counterfeit name brands, so that not every pair of Nike shoes…