So you might have noticed that it’s been over a month, close to two months since I’ve written anything. Facebook kindly told me that I needed to write something because it has been so long since you lovely people had heard from me!!
It’s not that I have nothing to say, it’s just that I’m not sure where to start. But perhaps that’s the best place to be. There is one thing that I do know, in my life as a Christian I don’t know the One who has called me as well as I should.
I want to know Him.
I want to know what He has for me to do, and do it.
I want to know Him better – now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.
I want His word tattooed on my heart – because we are letters written and seen of all, not written with ink, but by the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of … the heart.
I want His word impressed upon my mind, that it might take its gaze from self and, be transformed – that it might be – this mind … which was also in Christ Jesus.
I want His word to spill from my lips – because out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.
I want my heart to beat for justice,
my hands to move with mercy,
my feet to be swift to do good, that I might never grow weary in well doing.
I want my thoughts to be God-honouring
my words to be life-giving and sprinkled with grace.
And my days that are written in His book, to be marked by love.
Above it all, there is one thing I know to be true, I must decrease, that He may increase.