My wife and I were out for a walk yesterday. It was a bright, early morning. Suddenly, my better half stopped, turned around and pointed down at something shining on the pavement.
A dime! I reached down to pick it up, but it wouldn’t budge; the hot sun, and perhaps a passing car, had fused it to the asphalt. No worries, most men of my generation carry just the tool for such a situation.
I took out my trusty pocket knife and pried the picture of our 32nd president from the pavement’s syrupy grasp. Check out a close up of the crater it left behind!
The face of FDR–that’s Franklin Delano Roosevelt–was relatively unscatched, but the flipside of the coin (the pavement down part) looked pretty icky.
Again, no fear. Most self-respecting males, of legal age, have a secret solvent on the shelf. A few applications and a little elbow grease, and the dime was as good as new!
I’ve been friends with God since 1977. The journey began at the age of nine– when I received Christ as my Savior –but there have been many sticking points along the way. God has pried me from the pavement, cleaned off the ick, and put me back on the right path many times. As it turns out, he has a secret solvent too.
If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.1 John 1:9
It was during one of my polishing sessions, that the following thought came to me via the Holy Spirit:
Worship is repentance.
Worshipping God in Spirit and Truth means recognizing who He is, who we are and realizing the difference. Real worship is a clean heart recommitted to Christ.
Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.Psalm 51:10
By His grace I have turned on a dime many times.
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