MoWalksByFaith

Start with the hard question:

Do I have a heart of transparency with God? Am I truly leaving it all on the altar of alteration where He changes me, not just comforts me?

I hate those moments when I realize I’ve only been surface level with God, and then He calls me to go deeper, to level with Him. You know those moments the ones where tears won’t stop, your nose is running, and surrender feels like the only option. Repentance takes center stage, and the weight of pretense falls away.

I’ve had a few of those moments, and man oh man or should I say, ladies oh ladies the end result is always the same: a heart full of praise.

Here’s the truth: authentic praise begins with a transparent heart.

Lately, my church has been studying 1 and 2 Samuel, and as we walked through the life of King David, I found myself questioning the posture of my own heart. David was the picture of transparency. When I think of openness before God, I think of him his Psalms are raw, unfiltered, and honest. He didn’t just worship; he wrestled. He asked God hard questions. He confessed his failures. He even asked God to do some things that sound downright crazy to us. And yet David was known as a man after God’s own heart.

Meanwhile, I found myself playing with God saying what I thought He wanted to hear instead of what was really inside. I was trying to survive situations I had no business being in, convincing myself, “Maybe this is what God intended for me.” But the truth? My choices not God’s; led me into unrighteousness, and the crushing pressure I felt was the weight of my own sin.

Still, even there, God met me. He eased the pressure when I asked. He stayed near in mercy. And what He required of me wasn’t perfection it was a heart of transparency.

“Search me, O God, and know my heart;

test me and know my anxious thoughts.

See if there is any offensive way in me,

and lead me in the way everlasting.”

– Psalm 139:23–24

Reflection:

Transparency with God is scary because it strips away our masks. But that’s where healing begins. What would it look like if you let God see the real you today the one behind the smile, behind the sacrifice, behind the performance?