There is always something of this world on our front doorstep begging entrance into our lives. Addiction, Fear, Greed, Insecurity, more. They fight for the greatest piece of our hearts. The part we're afraid to give Father because we think the cost will be dear. And it will be. But what is man to fear when he might lose the whole world but gain his very soul? Gain it by letting Father reign there. No more of that living in fear of Fear stuff. My citizenship is not here, but There. And I'm fighting for it, eye on the prize. And refusing to open the door to the world waiting on my front steps, ugly world with it's bells and whistles making me want to step out and jack it's swag. No more.
This is me being real. And wondering what's in your house that needs to be banished to the yard? And how can I pray for you as you do so?