You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; You do not take pleasure in burnt offerings.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.
Psalm 51:16-17
This Valentines’
Day, I want my heart cut out. Yes, I
said MY HEART. I know that grade
schoolers everywhere are cutting out hearts and making Valentine cards but I’m
talking about a “heavenly surgery” here.
Cutting out my heart.
No, I haven’t
been watching gory movies lately or CSI JJ. I’m
talking about my selfish, deceitful, prideful heart.
Cut out
of my heart, Lord
Everything
You see
That is
VOID of You
And all
about me.
All the
black places,
The
bitterness and self.
Fill with
Your Spirit,
Your
abundance and wealth!
Shape it
and mold it,
Making
it new.
So that
all that is left
Is only
from You.
Cut out
my heart, Lord.
For only
by grace,
Can I be
a servant
Reflecting
Your face!
Deut
10 says: Circumcise your hearts, therefore, and do not be stiff-necked any longer.
I
want to offer this new heart, the CUT-OUT ONE, the one molded and shaped by God Himself, back up
to Him as my offering this Valentines’ Day.
Oh,
its not perfect and there is still “self” in there. But offering it up, surrendered, is EXACTLY
what He’s looking for, don’t you think?
May our hearts see . . . . and be offered.
Comments
Post a Comment