….and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images made to look like a mortal human being and birds and animals and reptiles (Romans 1:23)
I have done it, time and time again, to my own debasement I have exchanged the glory of God for my own pursuit of worthless idols. My time, energy and devotion have been catapulted towards objects, people, and possessions. In my own heart, darkened by my own foolishness, I have walked the path of holding fast to my idols. They have captured my heart in ways that have kept me from true, lasting freedom.
I am not far from Israel who exchanged the glory of the immortal God for a golden calf, fashioned by their own hands. I fashion idols too. I start constructing them in my thoughts, then if I dwell on them long enough, they make their way into my heart. Once they set up residence there, it’s only a matter of time before I start to be led by them. They always take me into the wilderness. The place where my life becomes dry and my heart grows in chaos.
My wilderness wanderings have kept me stuck in places where my idols have become my comfort. In the end, they always leave me tired and weary with no place to lay my head. Truly, God is the lifter of our burdens, a safe place for our hearts and the one true King to be worshipped and praised. With Him, we need not carry our accomplishments, burning desires or passionate lusts with us. In His arms, we only receive. We receive things like love, peace, joy, contentment, and self-control. All of these things go directly into our hearts. They fill us with peace. The peace of knowing that although our hands are empty, our hearts are full, and God is enough.
Abba, daddy, you are so good. You love me. I come to you with empty hands, because I long for your love to fill my heart. Lord, you are kind and gracious. You lead me beside quiet waters. I am satisfied in your love. Show me my idols so that I might trust only in you. In Jesus name, Amen.