I get in
my truck to take my daily morning commute this morning to get my caffeine. While I am driving I am trying to listen to
the radio about the election. Five radio
stations and nothing but commercials. So
I turn it off. I begin to pray about whatever
comes to my mind when I hear “what breaks my heart doesn’t break yours. I think “Nice …….. God’s speaking” So I am thinking what does that mean? I immediately start thinking about my
sin. You know …… my lying, my
overeating, my lust, my cursing my my etc.
……. and thinking about my levels of sin.
(You know what I mean sexual sin is so much worse than being a liar or
being lazy or being a gossip) We all
know that in the eyes of God sin is sin man gives the scale. Why are we so quick to confess sexual sin, when
yesterday you just might have sinned by lying, cursing, stealing you know what
I mean and didn’t call anyone?
I begin
to think about the quest next week and usually what is going on with me tends
to manifest on the quest with some of the men.
Right now my sin doesn’t break my heart when in the past it did. So I tell a little white lie or I lust over
something it could be a woman or not, or I curse …. Whatever I think you get
the point. Some days I get convicted and
some days I don’t. When I get home I try
to look up “break my heart for what breaks yours. It is not even scripture! It is a lyric to the song Hosanna. This is where I need to be ….. Something that I need / my heart needs to
break for what breaks His.
While
looking for this scripture I came across Ezekiel and it floored me. 26 And I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I
will put within you. And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and
give you a heart of flesh. 27 And I will put my Spirit within you, and cause
you to walk in my statutes and be careful to obey my rules. Ezekiel 36:26-27 esv. This scripture is as much for me as what I
think it has to do with this Quest.
I know
for me That God sees me better than I see myself at times. I know my friends see me better than I see
myself sometimes. So I am a work in
progress. A friend of mine who lost his
son four weeks ago said this to me in a text message yesterday after our 30
minute phone conversation.
“Thanks
Kevo, you are an inspiration. That’s why
I called you. Needed that!!!! Thanks for being a good friend!!!
That text was like the Lord was speaking to
me.
Be
blessed today!
Kevin
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