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Wrecked

My heart is thumping so loudly, I am certain they can hear it in the next room. I try to fight back tears, but I'm not very successful. This is becoming a quite regular experience for me these days. My heart is heavy and Jesus is wrecking my life, literally.

My heart and mind are shouting out, seeking some sort of connection between what I am learning of Jesus and the way I'm living my life, the way our culture is living, but all I can see is this huge disconnect and hundreds upon hundreds of hurting hearts.

I'm uncomfortable with being comfortable.

I'm reading of and hearing of many men and women who chose to lay aside the comfortable and chose to follow Jesus into the uncomfortable, sacrificing what the world considers life (homes, cars, careers, money) for the only life that can truly satisfy, the life that Jesus calls us to.

And I want that.

But, as I look around my life and I see an abundance of things, I have to wonder, am I placing more value on what I materiall…

Resist

"For at the window of my house I have looked out through my lattice,
and I have seen among the simple, I have perceived among the youths, a young man lacking sense,
passing along the street near her corner,
taking the road to her house in the twilight, in the evening, at the time of night and darkness.
And behold, the woman meets him, dressed as a prostitute, wily of heart.
She is loud and wayward; her feet do not stay at home;
now in the street, now in the market, and at every corner she lies in wait.
She seizes him and kisses him, and with bold face she says to him,
"I had to offer sacrifices, and today I have paid my vows;
so now I have come out to meet you, to seek you eagerly, and I have found you.
I have spread my couch with coverings, colored linens from Egyptian linen;
I have perfumed my bed with Myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.
Come, let us take our fill of love till morning; let us delight ourselves with love.
For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey;

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As lyrics, these words are one thing.
As a prayer, they are entirely different.

Last night I read Proverbs 6:27 which says, "Can a man carry fire next to his chest and his clothes not be burned?" The context of this verse is speaking of temptation but I began thinking, when we pray prayers like this lyric, God is faithful to answer and He sets our hearts on fire. When there is fire in your heart, it is quick to spread to every other area of your life.

When God has consumed your heart, He will consume your life.

I'm watching the Lord fulfill this desire of mine as I type this.

It's crazy watching the Lord change my desires to desires that please Him and at the same time granting those desires.

I really don't have any words, just a fire being fed and fueled.
And I am so excited.