It wasn't what I expected. I pounded at His door seeking His power, and He broke me. He broke my heart, and He broke my spirit. And even now as I look back at what was in my heart as I began this search, I can't tell you how sorry I am. I can't tell Him how sorry I am. I was so blind.
My search, my plea for more of Him in my life, is a good thing. But first He had to purge the bad elements from my search.
I wouldn't be the least bit surprised if He has to that many more times before I see any of the things I'm longing to see.


I'm working out of town Monday and Tuesday, so this will be my last post until Wednesday. That's especially good since it generally takes me awhile to find my even keel after God digs at my heart. Though even as I type that, I wonder about how wonderful it would be to forever remain off keel due to Gods working.