“Only a rivet” and not even one of any importance. A lowly screw with grandiose illusions of becoming a beam. It’s frustrating sometimes how I draw closer to God, and then draw away, blinded by the light, unwilling to commit any further than what the blockage in my heart would let me.
I still said the same prayer yesterday that I said the first few weeks, “I want to close my eyes and see You. I want to search my heart and find You.“
Now, I have to add to that, “Grant me the wisdom that comes from Heaven, and rid of me of everything that is ‘earthly, unspiritual, and of the devil.’”
I haven’t gotten past the personal aspect of all this yet.