My Heart Heard You Say

I'm not who I was....or am I?

2010-01-14T05:08:00.000-08:00

At this point we are 14 days into the New Year, and for those of us who have made New Years Resolution/commitments we are either 14 days in to them or ---- days of missing it asking ourselves, why can't I do this thing.
I have a long list of goals and like so many diet and exercise is on it.
I have God First on the list as well and I am 14 days into this discovery. He is faithful to meet me each day and at this point of my New Year's Resolution I can see we aren't just going to work on this diet thing but on the things that have been eating me.
It was no accident that this year would lead me to the tiny little church around the corner and that of it's new Celebrate Recovery group. Wanting to fill the evenings while Hubby is out of town with work, I decided to find out what was being offered and get involved. At first I thought that Celebrate Recovery was a program for drug and alcohol addictions but later heard it described as a place to break free of hurts, hangups and habits. I have a few of those I thought. Over eating is one so, I will go. I had also decided to get back into ladies bible studies at our church. Well it just so happens that the one that starting up was Breaking Free. Could it just be possible that 2010 will be my year. If left to God it will be, if left to me...well, I'm just saying........

I know that God is holding my hand on this one because my first discovery was a very hard one.
Not having ever been to a Celebrate Recovery, I sat almost shocked in my seat as the speaker opened up with his story of Sexual Addiction. He spoke of his long list of conquests, reasons he believed why he had gotten to this point and I squirmed in my seat, looking in just about every direction but his face as he gave his testimony of the work that God had and was continuing to do in his life. I had no idea that his testimony would bring up such hurts inside of me and I began to even question if I should continue to go. In the beginning I felt no compassion for him. He was a jock. Hard body, good looking, smooth talking. Why have compassion for him? He used women for his own selfish needs. I disliked him and I hurt for the girls that he had used and I understood the rejection they must have felt as their hearts were broken as he moved on to his next conquest. And there it was.....Rejection. The hurt of rejection from the pages of my very own life. Faces and experiences and sadness started to come to the surface. I thought I had buried them pretty well. After all, I thought, I was far from the girl that I once was as a result of my own series of looking for love in all the wrong places. But how far was I really????? I started to think of the men that had hurt me. Not in a longing to go back their kind of way but in the sad emptiness of a relation void of the love I had been longing to receive from them and the scars that were on my heart as a result of their leaving. Then I started to think of the men that I had hurt. I wasn't really much different from the man speaking. God's grace and forgiveness had truly been a part of each of our lives. The difference was he had the courage to share his story no matter what others thought of him.
Which lead me to my next discovery and that is one of pride. The ugly enemy of every man whether believer or not, and the one that keeps us all from breaking free and the very one that will keep us from telling others in need of hearing our stories of deliverance. I think that the sad truth of the Christian community as well as my own life is this. We forget too soon where we all started from. We get puffed up in our victories over sin or our ability to keep ourselves from it as though we really had to do anything with it at all and then we stop seeing ourselves as we all truly are, "Sinner's saved by the Amazing Grace of God and His love. " We like every alcoholic, in a recovery program who get up and state their names and say they are an alcoholic would be wise to get up every day and say in our mirror. I am....our name..... a sinner saved by Grace, by a Savior who keeps saving me over and over again. I honestly believe that it is in that place of humility that God can actually start to work on the hurt, habit or hangup that keeps tripping us up. At least that is what I feel my heart heard Him say.
I have used the song by Brandon Heath. I'm not who I was. You can listen to it by clicking on the girl that I once was above.

Grandma's got ya covered

2009-05-04T17:15:00.000-07:00

Asked to speak at a ladies retreat on legacy I was excited to see just what the Lord would bring to my mind as I meditated on the subject.

First the song by Nicole C Nordeman came to mind.

Taking from it's lyrics the questions that were asked I felt them ring true in my spirit.

I want to leave a legacy

How will they remember me?

Did I choose to love?

Did I point to you enough to make a mark on things?

I started to gather what I felt would be some great objects to show. A quilt passed down to me that had been made by my great great Grandmother. This is one of several that were made.

I wonder if she knew that it would one day cover a great great grandchild? It is over a 100 years old and the fabric is wearing in places and I don't know how far it will reach once I pass it to one of my children but I know that it will indeed cover another one.

Then while putting some wonderful sheet music away in my granny's piano bench I discovered an old Hymn book. It dated to the late 1800's. I don't recall a story told of the grandmother that owned it but I did figure out from the sketches on the cover that it was from my grandmother that was an artist of the picture that hung in my grandmother's living room.
Did she think when she sketched in that old hymn book that the eyes of her great grandchild would study carefully the details of the drawings. But they did. It made me even wonder if her hands had played upon my grandmother's old piano, one that I now own. It made me stop and think as I softly dragged my fingers across the keys.
How far would anything I have reach? I am not an artist, a muscian, or experienced seamstress.
What of value could I pass on?

Then I found this old picture of my mother reading the Christmas story to her grandchildren.
And although she passed on to me all of the treasures of her grandmothers what I value most is her bible and her love for the Word.
The pages are worn but I know what she studied from the red marks and highlights that she left and the lessons she taught as she learned.
She shared her faith. She planted the seeds early in the hearts of my children and she prayed over us everyday.
My thoughts went back to my Great-grandmother and the old hymn book.
Did she pray?
Did she pray for my mother and my mother's faith was the result?
Could she have prayed for the generations to follow and God answered her prayers?
God's word says in Deuteronomy 7:9
Therefore know that the Lord your God, He is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and mercy for a thousand generations with those who love him and keep His commandments.

A thousand generations...now that is a legacy.
My mother's prayers and love could reach that far and so could mine.
Would you take the time to pray for your children, your grandchildren and the future generations today?
Let it be said of you that Grandma had us covered!!

Who Wears the Crown

2009-03-06T04:10:00.000-08:00

My hubby likes to bring me coffee in the morning.

And often he puts it in this cute little mug that we actually bought to give my daughter but somehow kept.

Now I don't quite know what he is saying here but making me feel like a Princess is one of his specialties. He lives to make me happy.

But just like most couples we occasionally have a quarrel. Words have turned sour as they roll off our tongue. Sometimes thereafter we have those long periods of silence that seem to echo louder than any shouting match until someone gives.
In a book I am studying I read this wonderful chapter and I want to share it with you.

It has to do with the Kingdom of God.

If there is a Kingdom then someone must wear the Crown right?

You know the verse

"Thy kingdom come Thy will be done"

So here is the answer.

We must think about this Kingdom!

In any conversation someone is wearing the crown. It could be you, trying to desperately get your way, or it could be the other person. The truth is, it's often both.

The only path to change of heart is to take off the fake and paltry crown you've fashioned for yourself.

Your heart changes whenever and wherever you recognize that

God is the only rightful wearer of the Crown.

He is the King.

So the next time you are having one of "those" moments visualize yourself taking off the crown and praying,

God, you are the only one wearing a crown in this conversation and only by making you King and taking off my silly crown can I have the power to break this pattern of vicious words and love like you did.

I can promise you this girls.

The results are out of this world!

Uncertain Times with a Certain God

2009-02-25T13:43:00.001-08:00

There are times of certainty and times of uncertainty and these times are uncertain for many, that is in the natural eyes. When a leader of a country spends an hour telling his people that times are desperate you know you better have faith in something. God tells us that we will face trials but do not faint but to have faith and understand that these trials are for the refining of our faith. He tells us to be anxious for nothing, in 1 Peter 5:6-9 it says to humble ourselves and cast our anxiety on Him, then stand firm and His due time He will lift us up. His due time? What is that, in America we want things on our due time, we want to live without challenge and without discomfort but that is not what is told in God's Word. What He does promise is that He will never leave us or forsake us, and that we have to power to overcome the challenges of this world. So how do we become overcomers? In Romans 10:8 the Bible tells us, the word is near you, it is in your mouth and in your heart, that is the word of faith we are proclaiming. He tells us in Mark 11:22-24 to have faith in God, and don't doubt, then you can tell that mountain (issue) to be removed. So what does it take to have that kind of faith, believe He is near, believe He will never leave you, believe that in His due time (perfect time) you will be the victor. It's belief so simple yet so hard because this fallen world can be seen, but God tells us in His word that we walk by faith and not by sight, and He has not given us a spirit of fear but of love, power and a sound mind. So today take up the Spirit of God, keep his words on you lips and speak to those mountains and do not doubt, just try it and see if your don't feel God near. It's a challenge!

Today Lord I reject all fear and anxiety in my life, casting all my cares upon your shoulders who can bear it. I will not be seized by fear of any circumstance as I have the Word on my lips that protects me. I will use my faith every hour today believing and speaking to any issues that come my way to get in line with the perfect will of God. I am the victor and not a victim and you have given me the power to be in command of any situation. Help me Lord as it is by your strength and not mine which I am thankful.

Listen to the following song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WYK6TxWX7s

Wait

2009-01-13T15:37:00.000-08:00

WAIT
(Author Unknown)
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried:
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait".
"Wait? You say, wait! " my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By Faith, I have asked, and am claiming your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate
hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT?
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,
or even a 'no' to which I can resign.
And Lord, You promised that if we believe
we need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
and grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting.... for what?"
He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine,
And he tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want--
But, you wouldn't know Me.
You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence were all you could see.
You'd never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save.... (for a start),
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST.
You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that "My grace is sufficient for Thee."
Yes, your dreams for your loved one overnight would come true,
But, Oh, the Loss! If I lost what I'm doing in you!
So, be silent, My Child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.
And though oft' may My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, "WAIT."

Soldier's Christmas

2008-12-24T03:29:00.001-08:00

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
'What are you doing?' I asked without fear,
'Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!'
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light,
Then he sighed and he said 'Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice.
I'm here every night, it's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at Pearl on a day in December,'
Then he sighed, 'That's a Christmas Gram always remembers.
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of Nam
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.'
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
'I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.
So go back inside,' he said, 'harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.
'But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
Give you money,' I asked, 'or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son.'
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
'Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.'

Yesterday my friend called me and let me know that her son would soon be going to Afganistan. Her tone had the sound of a worried mother.

My son too is in the military and so I certainly understand her cause for alarm.

Would you join with me today and say a prayer of protection for Reggie and all the men, women and boys and girls that serve our country?

You may take this poem and copy it. That is what I did.

Thank you Soldiers.

You do Matter to us!

The Waiting Room

2008-11-28T04:23:00.000-08:00

I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning. O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, for with the LORD is unfailing love and with him is full redemption. (Psalm 130:5-7)But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love. (Psalm 33:18)In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name. May your unfailing love rest upon us, O LORD, even as we put our hope in you. (Psalm 33:21-22

THE WAITING ROOM......I recently went back to work at a Dental Office. We are called a Dental Spa...lol. We offer massage chairs, your choice of tea, a massage therapist will join us in December and we also do facials. We even have parrifin wax for your hands so our lady patients come to the dental chair with their mits on. All of this happens while the patients wait and it is free. But be that as it may. A root canal is still a root canal and an extraction is still and extraction and the one to whom these procedures must be preformed can't wait until they are over. Currently I am in God's waiting room and I am longing to be on the other side of a situation that feels just like a complicated dental procedure. So my soul waits for the Lord, more than a watchman waits for the morning my soul waits for the Lord.

Pennies from Heaven, In God We Trust

2008-11-20T11:00:00.000-08:00

You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good> luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I've ever heard this> twist on the story. It gives you something to think about.>>> Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend> the weekend at the husband's employer's home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the> waterway and cars costing more than her house.>> The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this> rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband's employer was> quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene> knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of> extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.>> As the three of them w ere about to enter an exclusive restaurant that> evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband.He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.>> Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the> ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped and a few> cigarette butts. Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the> penny. He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had> found a great treasure.>
How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he> even take the time to stop and pick it up?>> Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she couldstand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin> collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.>> A smile crept across the man's face as he reached into his pocket for the> penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before!;> What was the point of this?>> 'Look at it.' he said. 'Read what it says.' She read the words 'United> States of America.' 'No, not that; read further.'>> 'One cent?' 'No, keep reading.'>> 'In God we Trust?' 'Yes!'>> 'And?' Arlene asked.> 'And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God's way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!'>> When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk.>> I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and> fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words: 'InGod We Trust,' and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.>> It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the> last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient...>>> The best mathematical equation I have ever seen:> 1 cross> + 3 nails> --------> 4 given>> That's the whole gospel message simply stated.> All you do is -> 1. Simply say a small prayer for the person who sent you this, (Father God> bless this person in whatever it is that you know he or she may be needing> this day.)> 2. Then send it on. Within hours people have prayed for you, and youcaused> a multitude of people to pray to God for other people .....> Thought for the Day:> If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.> If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.> He sends you flowers every spring.> He sends you a sunrise every morning. Face it, friend - He is crazy about> you!
This was an e-mail that I received and it really ministered to me. I hope you will be blessed by it too.
Hugs
Becky

Lord What Pleases Thee Pleases Me

2008-10-31T06:09:00.000-07:00

My title is easier to write than to live out. Ever found yourself stuck in a self imposed prison of being bitter over something, disappointed with God for a season of hardship, betrayal, and loss?
My devotion today was on Meekness. I don't think I have ever truly considered the word but the author Kay Arthur, Lord I Give YOU This Day speaks of Meekness as the key that will swing that prison door open. Meekness is an attitude of submission and trust that accepts all of God's ways with us as good and therefore it does not murmur, dispute, or retaliate. It realizes that what comes to us from God is permitted and used by God for our discipline and thus for purifying us. Meekness is a trusting attitude that looks beyond the circumstances and beyond man to the sovereign God and bowing the knee, says, Lord,what pleases Thee pleases me.
However meekness is not natural for me! This is the "Understatement of the Year" you have just witnessed. Apart from the Holy Spirit it is not even possible. It requires His power and His strength and our trust. Christ lived this and we are to Consider Him as he walked it in His life and all the way to the cross.

Lord as I learn to trust you in the hard times give me a spirit of meekness. My heart heard you say that I need this and you will help me. Forgive me for my murmuring and complaining.
Help me to keep my eyes fixed on you.

Praise

2008-10-29T18:59:00.000-07:00

There is a new song that I just heard. It is called Glory by Selah. This song can capture every bit of your being and you truely feel as though you are being carried right in to the presence of God. It is Worship and this song expresses what my heart longs to experience some day.

One day eyes that are blind... will see you clearly

One day all who deny... will finally believe

One day hearts made of stone will break in pieces

One day love will defeat the strongest enemy

So we wait....for that one day

We want to see your Glory

Every knee falls down before thee

Every tongue offers you praise

With every hand raised

Singing Glory to You and unto You only

We'll sing Glory to your name.

Now this is the funny part. Lisa Janelle of Warm Heart Happy Home just boo-ed me and when I went to her blog she had this beautiful song playing as one of her favorites.

I am telling you God can use anything. Even a game of Boo for His Glory.

I'm not tagging anybody but do go listen to this song. Close your eyes and enjoy where your heart takes you. And should it take you to His Presence, tell Him I sent ya!

Blessings,

Becky

He Will Be The Stabiliy of Your Times

2008-10-21T03:58:00.000-07:00

The Lord is exalted, for He dwells on high; he will fill Zion with justice and righteousness, and He will be the stability of your times. Abundance of salvation, wisdom, and knowledge, and fear of the Lord is Zion's Treasure." Isaiah 33:5-6
We are not to fear, but we are to rest. We are not to worry, but we are to wholly lean on Him. We will not find safety and security in the things of this world.But our God, the Rock of our Salvation, will be the stability of our times. And just like the waters above magnificently reflected the beauty of the hills above, as He leads us beside quiet waters we will reflect His glory to all who watching.

He leads me beside still waters.....

I have been flailing in my waters for the last few days...nope that is not honest, it has been months. Just trying to keep my head above it. That's the problem....I have been trying again. I am sure that I am not the only one who is doing this these days. In fact I believe we have a country full of people just like me. But being with the majority is not where I want to be.
I saw a picture today on another blog of Jesus holding out his hand to Peter as he pulled him from the water... That is what these words did for me today. Jesus lifted me up out of my raging water and My heart heard Him say just as he said to Peter...oh you of little faith, why did you doubt? Scripture says that Jesus immediately stretched out his hand and took hold of Peter. Thank you Lord for the immediate affect of your words on my life today and may I hold on to it as tightly as Peter did your hand. For I don't want to slip again.
I am so thankful Lord that You are the author and finisher of my faith.
It is my desire not to just make it through this troublesome time but to make it through and reflect Your glory as surely as still water reflects what is above it.

I found the Scripture and the next paragraph on a blog called Your Word Is Life To Me. By Dori. You'll know what is mine lol.

Vanity

2008-10-20T05:41:00.000-07:00

"Whatever does not have eternity for its goal is nothing but vanity." frances de sales

Self reflection goes something like this.
Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch...
Ok .... My heart heard you and with your help I will....
Make it count for You and then it will be a thing of beauty. A lasting beauty that does not fade.
A Beautiful Offering to my Lord

Trusting

2008-10-19T17:25:00.000-07:00

The message today hit me right smack dab in my heart.
Consider the birds...it began
Be anxious for nothing...he continued
Then the question of examination....what do I think about?
I try to look up when things pull me down...I try I try I try... so somedays I escape in blogland for which I am so thankful that there is no place I can run from His spirit for He is here too.
My sweet friend Cori G of http://gingerbreadcrumbsandcompany.blogspot.com/has a wonderful post today and although I have just taken some all of it is soooooooo rich.
Let our thoughts be occupied with God's revealed character, with what He is to us and what He has done for us, and we shall, without trying to believe, begin to put our trust in Him. It is with who God is that my mind must be occupied; my mind then finds it's resting place in God, and I begin to know a peace that could never be found in this world. I see then how true are the words, "Happy is he."
I write this with tears in my eyes because...My Heart Heard You and I know you know where I am right now and its ok.

My Part

2008-10-10T04:50:00.001-07:00

So what makes you different from the girl on the pew next to you? YOUR DESIRES AND EXPERIENCES. Your compassions, griefs, and gifts are all things which set you apart from your sisters and what sends you in one direction and her in another. The body of Christ has many parts.

The thing to remember about all these characteristics is that none of them appeared overnight. It takes time to work out our salvation and to realize the full implication of the talents we have been given and/or the deliverances we have ourselves received.

The above statements were taken from The Preachers Wife online bible study.

I am going to chew on this and post later.....Listen Heart....He is speaking!

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

2008-10-08T06:54:00.000-07:00

I'm rushing this a.m. to go meet with a new friend. I don't know why I am so concerned with how I look but I am today. They say,whoever they are, that first impressions are everything so today as I looked into that old mirror all I could see were the imprefections. I didn't have time to get my roots done..I feel like I look fat...so much negative self talk. Then I read my devotions.

I should have started there first, for today once again He has said Man looks at the outward appearance but God looks at the heart.
Lord, through all the imperfections may you shine through today.

I'm Looking at You Kid

2008-10-07T04:37:00.000-07:00

I'm looking at you kid....no really that is what He said to me today.
Man looks at the outward appearance but the Lord look at the heart. 1 Sam.16:7
And He didn't just say it once. I flipped a few more pages and found it again in a devotional.
and then it happened once more in an e-mail devotional that I signed up for.
Ok you have my attention now Lord.
Examine my heart. I know that something doesn't feel right and I am pretty sure that I know what it is. But then you said that man only looks outwardly to what we think we see.
You are looking deeper. I want your diagnosis not my simple guess. You are the Great Physician. I trust what you are going to tell me. Just help my heart hear....