What is on my mind, should I say, in my mind, is so important.
The thoughts that are going on in my head affect what I do and say.
When my thoughts are whirling and accusing, I find myself lost and overwhelmed.
My thoughts can separate me from Jesus.
When I allow myself to listen to and believe lies, I am locked up in a prison of darkness and despair.
Those lies filling my head are toxic to me and everyone around me.
Recognizing those lies and shining the bright light of Truth on them causes them to shrivel and die.
Lies lose their power in the Light of the Word.
Far too often I find myself wallowing around in the dark, dreary places.
But when I choose to step into the Light, He lifts me up.
I've been reading Colossians the past few days and I have not made it out of Chapter 1 yet.
This morning these words have been speaking to my mind and my heart:
You yourselves are a case study of what he does. At one time you all had your backs turned to God, thinking rebellious thoughts of him, giving him trouble every chance you got. But now, by giving himself completely at the Cross, actually dying for you, Christ brought you over to God's side and put your lives together, whole and holy in his presence. You don't walk away from a gift like that! You stay grounded and steady in that bond of trust, constantly tuned in to the Message, careful not to be distracted or diverted. There is no other Message—just this one. -- Colossians 1: 21-23
I am so thankful that because of what Jesus did for me on the Cross through His death, I can stand before God, holy and blameless, without a single fault.
Now that is something to keep my mind focused on!
I was reminded of this hymn today and the words speak my desire today.
May the Mind of Christ, My SaviorAmen!
May the mind of Christ, my Savior,
Live in me from day to day,
By His love and power controlling
All I do and say.
May the Word of God dwell richly
In my heart from hour to hour,
So that all may see I triumph
Only through His power.
May the peace of God my Father
Rule my life in everything,
That I may be calm to comfort
Sick and sorrowing.
May the love of Jesus fill me
As the waters fill the sea;
Him exalting, self abasing,
This is victory.
May I run the race before me,
Strong and brave to face the foe,
Looking only unto Jesus
As I onward go.
May His beauty rest upon me,
As I seek the lost to win,
And may they forget the channel,
Seeing only Him.