As she steered into the street, her thoughts got away from her.
It was a mess.
A royal mess.
She never intended for the white lie to grow as it had.
Now what? she asked herself as she drove to the next errand.
She sighed.
She knew the answer.
But knowing didn’t make it any easier.
No wonder God felt so far away. All sin matters to Him.
He must be up in heaven, so disappointed, she thought as she pulled into the parking lot, wallowing in her sorrow.
“I live in a high and holy place, but also with him who is contrite and lowly in spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly and to revive the heart of the contrite.” Isaiah 57:15b.
He’s not just sitting up in heaven judging me. He is here with me trying to revive my heart for Him.
She had done something to halt that heart. Her choice of sin had built a barrier between her and God. But God knew she was sorry and she knew she was sorry.
Leaning over the steering wheel she verbalized her apology to her Heavenly Father who was waiting with open arms.
As she lifted her head and focused out the windshield, her heart and soul felt lighter. Her heart and soul were revived.
Jesus had jump started her heart.
Her soul soared as it no longer searched for a far-away Savior.
He was here, with her, the whole time.
She had just needed a little spiritual CPR to align her hear with His.