Conversation overheard in the temple of my heart:

Will you be one of the millions who, having had the seed of the Word of God fall upon the soil of your heart, received it gladly?

But alas, stuff happened:

• Testing and persecution and the cares of this world arose.

• Patience and perseverance sent their bill.

• Mockery streamed from friends and family for trying to build so big a boat in so dry a land.

• The assaults and distortions of satan persisted.

• The desires for other, lesser, things choked and squeezed.

• The word then, the promise, is unfruitful, unrealized. Now I may tell myself the sad, sad, sad story – I tried that, you know? It didn’t work. It must not really be the will of God. It must not have been meant for me. Perhaps He meant it for others, not for me.

Watch over your heart with all diligence,
For from it flow the springs of life. Proverbs 4:23