Such a filthy feeling.
So much disgust.
To take a part of myself and hide it in the deepest, darkest corner of my basement. MY basement- the one where no one ever goes, and if by chance they do, I am on guard.
To not be known...
To not be FULLY known.
How Revealing!!!
So much shame, so much self-loathing...
how embarassing!
To call myself a Christian and claim freedom, while being held captive to this secret.
How Marvelous!
To know God, and be known by God.
and how arrogant...
to think that he has no clue what I have done.
In that deepest, darkest corner of my basement lies a secret. And within that secret, the key to my heart. That one thing that keeps the last little piece of me separated from God. My idol.
I MUST change.
Nothing compares to Gods glory, and I know because I've seen it. I saw it on the day that it was resonating from within me, and it was great.
And now, here I am...
hiding in this garden
Terrified of my nakedness before him
Ps 51:10 - Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.
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