Lord, I want to be more holy in my mind. My thoughts tend ever to be divisive and scattered. In so many ways, my mind is a house divided; and the conflicts rage up and down all my corridors. I need wholeness. Oh, that my mind may be stilled by Thy holy hush! I want to be more holy in my mind. Lord, I want to be more holy in my words. Words are my common tools of communication. All that many know of me are the words used as connecting links between my inward parts and theirs. The temptation is ever to use words as instruments of confusion and disorder. Words can sting, enrage, humiliate. Words! oh, that Thy holy quiet may invade my words, that they may heal, bless and make whole bruised, broken and fearful ones! Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart. Here is the citadel of all my desiring, where my hopes are born and all the deep resolutions of my spirit take wings. In this center, my fears are nourished and all my hates are nurtured. Here my loves are cherished and all the deep hungers of my spirit are honored without quivering and without shock. In my heart above all else, let Thy love and integrity envelop me until my love is perfected and the last vestige of my desiring is no longer in conflict with Thy spirit. Lord, I want to be more holy in my heart. Lord, I want to be more holy. Howard Thurman
Posted on: Wed, 03 Jul 2013 18:34:49 +0000