I cannot get
all my corruptions starved. There are still some worldly desires lurking in my
heart, and those vanities that I have shut out of the doors are always getting
in by the windows.
I cannot entirely
purge the toxic desires buried in my heart. And whenever one pushes through the
soil of my life, I must uproot it again -- and again and again. When my sons’
basketball careers resurrected my dormant dream of starring on a high school
basketball team, that dream had to be repeatedly uprooted. But invariably I
left a few seeds in the soil of my heart which would sprout anew, and again
(sigh!) have to be expelled.
What is the
life-sucking weed you struggle with? (If you don’t know, ask your spouse or a
close friend!) Consider the man whose fall leisure has been hunting, but now
realizes that his obsession has strangled other God-given work. Will he find it
easy to establish Biblical priorities? It may be excruciatingly difficult. When
he sees his guns hanging in the gun case, when his buddies recount their
hunting exploits, when he hears the call of migrating geese, -- each of these reminders
will tug at his heart, luring him from his eternal callings. And even if he
adopts godly priorities for one season, that weed may perennially assault his
soul.
We all have weed seeds
that hide in the soil of our hearts, squeezing out our fruitfulness. Which ones lurk in the soil of your heart?
