Made New

I despise it when time and things make the heart calloused.
I am asking for a tender heart.

To be able to love without desiring anything in return.
To be able to want for someone without needing for myself.
To be able to rejoice for others in joyous situations, that I have not yet received for myself.
To understand, give grace and embrace, despite myself.

I think events in life have the power to make me a harder person...and harsher. Certain trails make it harder to accept others, to empathise with others, to forgive others, to pray for others, to view others higher than myself.

And this is why this matters to me...

Because these things are not of the character of Jesus,
and I must be urgent to guard my hearts and reject my immediate fleshly responses.
I must be wise. Be gentle. Be true. Be made new.


Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.  And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another.  For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit. 2 Corinthians 3:17&18