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Secrets to Die For

"The principle object of God's eye is the inward and secret frame of the soul: labor, therefore, to be cleansed from secret sins."

'If I had cherished iniquity in my heart,
the Lord would not have listened.' Psalm 66:18

'Behold, you delight in truth inthe inward being,
and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart.' Psalm 51:6

"Therefore He is often said in Scripture to 'search the heart and reins,' which intimates His special observation of the secret frame. It is true that God gives charge against open sins. Why? Because He would not have any to be profane; and so He gives singular charge against secret sins. Why? Because He cannot endure any to be hypocritical. The man is to God what his inside is. If you work wickedness in your heart, God will destroy you. Plaster your visible part with all sorts of pious expressions: if yet you can set up a form of sinning within, you are notable hypocrites. The Lord sees you to be false and rotten, and He will discharge Himself of you." - Obadiah Sedgwick


I pitched a public tantrum in my blog the other day. I lost sight of the need to measure my responses and repent before typing. I let my fingers remove all doubt of the sinfulness of my heart. Of all the sins I tend to ignore, the sin of bitter disappointment (presumptively expecting better than what I have and pitching a pity party when I don't get it) seems to be most prevalent. No amount of B12 will fix a sinful heart. It makes it easier for me to control my temper when my body has sufficient B12 but it is my responsibility to exercise self-control no matter what level of B12 I have. Humbly, I ask you to forgive my childish outbursts.

I believe you're as healthy as the secrets you keep. It's no secret, I am a sinner.


Comments

Carla Rolfe said…
I didn't see your tantrum, just an honest expression of exasperration. I think we'd all be lying through our teeth if we didn't admit to feeling like that on a regular basis.

In any event...

((((((( you ))))))
June 1, 2011 at 9:38 PM
jackie said…
Rosemarie- from one rotten sinner to another...thank you for your honesty, and thank you for your openness and willingness to repent. I pray you are feeling better physically. Spiritually, you seem to be doing fine. :)
June 2, 2011 at 11:43 AM
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