Lord, my spirit is willing, but indeed, my flesh is weak. Look on me and remember I am but dust, yet Image-formed and God-breathed. Today is the day of “worship”. We all worship because You have created us for that end. It is the object worshiped that differs from man to man.
And on this day, even those of us who call You our object of worship will still worship self in some sense. Maybe that is a self-preservation you have built within; maybe it’s our constant battle to deny ourselves in order that we may truly find who we are.
Beckon my eyes heavenward, my heart to hush and listen to Your sweet voice, my soul to fall prostrate at your Majesty, my hands to cease and receive this day of rest as I simply bask in the love, comfort and power that is found in You…my Rock and my Redeemer.
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Amen! My family is staying with us for a while (pray!) and they have called us lazy (in “jest” of course) on Sun because we go to church, come home, nap, and go back. We miss the opportunity for a weekend workday…
But it is what we are made to do!
“And on this day, even those of us who call You our object of worship will still worship self in some sense.”
This so true. I don’t know about you or any of the other ladies, but I struggle with this THE MOST on this day.