I want to offer him
A virgin heart each morning
A blank page
On which the Master's hand
May write a loving lesson
A love note
I want to lay it down
A sacrificial offering
A pure heart
And yet I come to him
With heart already cluttered
A half heart
I want to live for him
In action as in discourse
A true life
To really put him first
And give to him unflinching
A whole heart
This poem birthed itself this morning as I was thinking about the fact that a whole month has gone by since I began my quest to develop three key habits:
A daily Sacred Hour
A good night's sleep each night
A weekly Sabbath--celebrating it as a day of true rest
Results? Well, not perfection, I am afraid, but I'm not giving up.
My daily Sacred Hour has sometimes been a Sacred Half Hour, but I have had many whole hours and it has been so good. The hour goes by so fast, and I love to have unhurried time with God.
I do struggle to get to bed on time, being by nature more of a night owl, but I am trying, because I want to become a lark. This weekend I did better. I have been getting more sleep, but if I don't get to bed in time, obviously my morning is shorter.
Finally, the celebrating of Sabbath has been good on the one hand, because I have resisted doing any personal chores on it, but because it has been a very busy time at work, I have done some work that was necessary, on Sunday evenings. I won't be doing that next weekend, but I felt that I had to over the past couple of weekends. Is this the thin edge of the wedge? I sure hope not--I am committed to resting on Sundays.
Other updates: On Saturday I got a lot of the decorations put away but our Christmas tree is still up! :)
Ephesians 6:10 (New International Version)
10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power.