Nothing better to a Mom or Dad's heart when talking with their children then hearing their real heart speak. When they open and talk from that place that is just them.
It dawned on me the other day that the real cry of my heart must be worship to God's ears. As our Father, I know that He relishes the pouring out of our heart to Him. When we cry out to Him and the camouflage and the walls and the trying to control everything falls down around our ankles and we speak to Him from our heart.
If we seek God out of the same sense of controlling our environment, our feelings, our families and our world that we tend to do in everything else then are we really seeking God?? Do we need Him if we still think we can control the outcome? Will He listen if we come to Him with our little agendas, hidden motives and puffed up desires?
I hear Him whisper to my heart to "Just Be Still and Know that I am God."
So I tried spending five minutes in the morning-in the quiet-without an agenda or a prayer and just sit. I made it 20 seconds this morning. That is my heart's cry. To be Still.
It dawned on me the other day that the real cry of my heart must be worship to God's ears. As our Father, I know that He relishes the pouring out of our heart to Him. When we cry out to Him and the camouflage and the walls and the trying to control everything falls down around our ankles and we speak to Him from our heart.
If we seek God out of the same sense of controlling our environment, our feelings, our families and our world that we tend to do in everything else then are we really seeking God?? Do we need Him if we still think we can control the outcome? Will He listen if we come to Him with our little agendas, hidden motives and puffed up desires?
I hear Him whisper to my heart to "Just Be Still and Know that I am God."
So I tried spending five minutes in the morning-in the quiet-without an agenda or a prayer and just sit. I made it 20 seconds this morning. That is my heart's cry. To be Still.
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