Home is where my heart has not been....
"Home is in the will of my Father"--Lindy Black, the Navigators
I am homesick.
I want to go home.
I didn't realize I had wandered so far.
I'm hurting, because I fear that I cannot decipher the language of your heart anymore.
How is it that my actions can look the same from day to day (going through the motions of "pleasing God") and yet my heart be so cold, so unmoved, so unwilling to go deeper? And how is it that I can know this, ache because of it, and do nothing?
What happened?
"Prone to wander, Lord I feel it.
Prone to leave the God I love,
Here's my heart. Oh, take and seal it.
Seal it for thy courts above."
If anyone serves me, he must follow me; and where I am, there will my servant be also. If anyone serves me, the Father will honor him.
John 12:26
Mold me into Your servant, Lord.
Laura, you're an awesome woman of God. Thanks for sharing your heart and the words of that great hymn. I am praying for you!
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