Wednesday, September 9th, 2009...9:57 am
Map and Arsenal
Now, after the confession and the pruning, how shall I proceed? How can I bear fruit in keeping with repentance? How shall I direct my feet so that I do not continue on the wrong path but turn on the right one? What will keep me away from loving man more than God?
I create a map that shows road names, signs, directions, destinations good and bad, depending on the road I choose—a map of Scriptures on loving God above all else.
It is a map, and it is also an arsenal—a storehouse of power. I know I need to stand ready, for experience has shown me that this battle was not a one-time event. I stand ready with my arsenal, deadly weapons ready to kill. My aim is straight, my arrows lethal. The bowstring is taut and tense with power. I release the shaft and it flies swift, straight at the mark, its iron point piercing and ruthless. My targets are pride, arrogance, thanklessness, idolatry. Self.
His Word shows me the way. His Word keeps me from sin.
God, help me.
Teach me how to grow after the pruning,
how to walk after the refining fire.
Show me how to show You
that I meant it when I repented.
Do not let me go back to the sin
of loving people more than You.
Don’t let me go back, Father.
Don’t let me go back.
I know You will not let me go.
Remove the false way from me,
And graciously grant me Thy law.
I have chosen the faithful way;
I have placed Thine ordinance before me.
Establish my footsteps in Thy word,
And do not let any iniquity have dominion over me.