Slow Your Breath Down...

Does He have all of me?

My mind is like a time bomb. The paths it wanders are dangerous. Some of those paths thrive in my mind, out of control like dandelions. The seeds scatter into my actions and into my words. It comes out of my mouth and effects all that I do. Sitting and thinking does not seem so serene anymore.

I cannot make any more excuses. I have to kill it. Those thoughts in my mind must die and be replaced with truth. So that…
Jesus is my every thought,
Love overcomes my actions,
And my words heal and restore.

I want everything that escapes me to be pure and good, to be of Him. Can I give that? Not without total surrender, because it is not me. The good in me is a gift from God. Jesus died to replace my rotten soul with new life. Sometimes the bad and the ugly seem to creep within, telling me my problems are bigger than God. I have to search for truth, otherwise my whole being rots and Jesus becomes of little consequence.

I beg of you, I pray that you do not let Satan enter in but sacrifice your life to the Living God.

“ON the last and greatest day of the Feast, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, ‘If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him.’”
John 7:37, 38