God as the understood source of my strength is a given. I’m a Christian, after all.
But God as my conscious go-to for strength in routine living is too often an oversight. 🙁
I thought of this in reflecting on this:
“Lo, this is the man that made not God his strength” (Psalm 52:7).
Hurt? Sad? Discouraged? Offended? Upset? Bitter? Proud?
It strikes me this morning that none of those come from God’s Spirit. (At least not most types of those.)
So why do I allow any of them to reside in my heart and roil my mind?
I want to have a right spirit!
A right spirit is clean, broken, and contrite. Continue reading