Heart Destiny

I refer to the heart interchangeably with soul or very center of my being. I remember hearing a report of an airplane crash a couple of years ago and the fatalities were report as the number of souls on board. I actually like that better. I think our soul is eternal, our bodies are temporary. I think when scripture speaks of the heart, it is interchangeable with soul as well.

I certainly want the destiny of my heart to be heaven. While I’m here on earth there are millions of distractions and temptations that can really damage my heart. I believe my behavior is a reflection of my heart. My behavior is more the symptom of an issue with my heart. If the doctor started diagnosing a health issue without trying to find the cause of the pain, it would be like putting a Band-Aid on a broken arm.

Asaph penned a psalm where the first half of it his bitterness toward the affluent and wealthy because they are also wicked. After his rant, he comes to his senses and decides to let gratitude replace the bitterness. Check this out….

21 Then I realized that my heart was bitter,
    and I was all torn up inside.
22 I was so foolish and ignorant—
    I must have seemed like a senseless animal to you.
23 Yet I still belong to you;
    you hold my right hand.
24 You guide me with your counsel,
    leading me to a glorious destiny.
25 Whom have I in heaven but you?
    I desire you more than anything on earth.
26 My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak,
    but God remains the strength of my heart;
    he is mine forever. (Psalm 73:21-26 NLT)

I want my heart destiny to be with the Lord. I want the activities of my day today to reflect His Presence in me and a heart that is devoted to Him. I need Him in my heart. I need Him to direct my path. I need Him to be my strength when I’m weak and tired. I need His help cleansing any bitterness, envy or jealousy from my heart. Bitterness and gratitude can’t co-exist. When my heart becomes grateful, it starts getting healthy and pure. It’s easy to look at others who have more or are doing more than I am and become envious or jealous. If I “walked a mile in their shoes”, I might like how my shoes wear just fine!

Pressing On!

Dwayne

 

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