Father, my soul gets so cluttered:
old hopes,
broken dreams,
dusty determinations,
stored-up hurts and resentments,
good intentions waiting to be pulled out
at just the right time,
undone tasks,
unkempt thoughts,
unrepented sins.
Come to my heart, Lord God,
throw open the windows of my soul,
sweep through its dusty confines,
clean out its musty places,
go through, blow through, flow through,
clear it,
clean it,
rearrange it,
and make it your own,
like a bride moving into a bachelor pad,
in Jesus’ name, amen.
Bob Hostetler, Pastor and author from Ohio
oneprayeraday.com & Guideposts
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Because we have these promises, dear friends,
let us cleanse ourselves from everything that can defile our body or spirit.
And let us work toward complete holiness because we fear God.
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