Yesterday, I got a little smidget of milk. Unfortunately, I am lactose intolerant – and an hour later, my body rebelled against the intruder and furiously expelled its contents. Severely dehydrated, I passed out a couple of times, and by the time my husband arrived home, my body was limp and unresponsive.
These words more likely refer to my spiritual state when I neglect to actively feed God’s word into my heart. Unintentionally, I fill my heart with life draining, worldly pursuits and convictions.
Consequently, my weakness – anxiety – creeps into my heart and feeds my mind lies about my identity in Christ and His power in my life. And I lose perspective.
For me, the consequences of ignoring my failing weakness will translate to muscle spasms and tightness, headaches, high blood pressure, sleepless nights, and panic attacks.
At that point, I can’t deny a problem. I have to deal with it.
But progressively, my heart is becoming more sensitive to God’s voice calling me to turn from this world and into His arms. And in the moment I fall, I cling to a special verse that is embedded deep in my heart.
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer. (Psalm 19:14)
I pray this verse.
And I confess. I confess all the distrust. The self reliance. And the untrue convictions that I place in my heart.
And as I seek Him, He changes the meditation of my heart.
His peace transcends my heart.
My hope is renewed.
And His power transforms.
I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms…