Luke 6:42 - "How can you say to your brother, 'Brother, let me take the speck out of your eye,' when you yourself fail to see the plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye."
These words hits me like rushing waters... the promise of letting go... of forgiveness... of reconciliation... taking the plank out of my eye...
Luke 6:42-45 - "No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. Each tree is recognized by its own fruit. People do not pick figs from thornbushes, or grapes from briers. The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks."
overflow... may you be the overflow of my life... i wonder what actually comes out of my mouth... is it editfying? is it of You? is it pleasing to You?
I long to be at Your feet... these words is my prayer, my desire... overwhelm me, Father...
This song's been on my heart ever since the first time I've heard it... it's played by an unlikely person... by someone i admire... someone i once loved... someone who've hurt me... someone who i've blamed for all the hurt that i carried for all these years... yet someone that taught me a lot... taught me that God transforms people... that God is God...
