And so it begins. 21 days of sacrifice.
Taking inventory. Sorting and separating into piles. Emotional baggage here, questions there. A few stray relational issues never resolved, still hanging around. Some scraps of unforgiveness, leftover anger. Messy.
Cleaning out the junk to make space for more of Him.
Yearning, begging, beseeching...reaching, stretching, climbing...seeking, wondering, pondering...becoming vulnerable, uncomfortable scrutiny, exposing the raw...
Be near to me, O God. Search my heart. See if there be any wicked way in me.
I shall ascend...
Amen, what a beautiful thing to do for 21 days, you are going to come out of this sanctified, prepared, and fit for the Master's use.
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