Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God. Matthew 5:8
Who shall ascend the hill of the Lord?
And who shall stand in His holy place?
He who has clean hands and a pure heart,
Who does not lift up his soul to what is false.
Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things;
And give me life in Your ways. Psalm 24, 119
So last night Fred and I went to Victory Worship Center Elevate. The same darkened room with pulsing lights and smashing drum throbs and a couple hundred kids waving their arms in the air.
There is nothing worth more
That will ever come close
Nothing can compare
You're our Living Hope
I've tasted and I've seen
Of the sweetest of loves
Where my heart becomes free
And my shame is undone
There was only one song last night. Over and over.
It has been a long year for Fred. For me too. The tangible in-this-very-room-presence-of-God that we had so come to know wasn’t to be found. The memories of that sweet taste are illusive. The Psalmist tells us why. Our souls have been pierced with flaming darts of the Enemy. We have believed falsehoods, worthless things that have blinded us to His presence. Doubt. Fear, Discouragement. Loneliness. Stubborn pride of going it alone.
Purity of heart is not about actions, but The Teacher listed actions, disciplines, that can help keep the momentum spinning, like one of those old metal merry-go-rounds tilting crazily in school yards and parks. At least they used to; now life is too tame and too worried about lawsuits so anything fast and spinning and a little out of control has been replaced by plastic. Plastic that fades and cracks over time.
And he explained inertia, The vis insita, or innate force of matter, is a power of resisting by which every body, as much as in it lies, endeavours to preserve its present state, whether it be of rest or of moving uniformly forward in a straight line. It takes an outside force to effect change. Something unexpected. Out of the norm and status quo.
Your presence LORD
Your glory God is what our hearts long for
To be overcome by Your Presence LORD
The disciplines can help, but they are not enough, speaks one who knows, me, Mz. 4:15 In The Morning. And maybe the Shield of Faith with which we stave off these attacks in the day of evil which will come is more like a Leap of Faith.
We watched the Indiana Jones clip in church Sunday. The one where clever, courageous, stalwart Indie reached the end of the trail and stood at a gaping chasm. Nothing else to do but leap into the apparent nothingness.
The cool thing Jon pointed out is that the sturdy bridge was always there. Indiana just couldn’t see it. Doubt. Fear, Discouragement. Loneliness. Stubborn pride of going it alone. But, at the end of himself with no where else to turn and not the tiniest inkling of what would come of it, he leapt. Into the Wild.
Where my heart becomes free.