This Wandering Heart.

Every single day I need to make the choice to pray those words.  Naturally, what beats beneath my chest is a wandering heart.  A heart that thinks it knows better.  A heart that believes it is in control.  A heart that falls weak to the flesh.  A heart that is in desperate, daily need of Jesus' love and leading.

"Prone to wander, Lord I feel it.  Prone to leave the God I love."   

Sad, but so true.  I wander, I stumble, and I fail.  I make mistakes on a daily basis.  But His grace is sufficient and His love covers over the multitude of my sins (2 Corinthians 12:9, 1 Peter 4:8).  His love never fails, no matter how often I might.

"Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it.  Seal it for thy courts above!"