Guard Your Heart

GUARD YOUR HEART!
We have many things in our lives that keep us safe and protected from harm.  
From the clothes we wear to protect us from the elements to the various things in our homes, cars, and jobs, like locks, safety glass, and fire-retardant materials, we are surrounded by protection and security. 
It’s so common and a part of our culture that we seldom think about it. 

What about our hearts?  
I don’t mean the healthy food we are supposed to eat and the daily exercise we are supposed to participate in that keeps out tickers physically healthy. 

What are we doing to protect our hearts from the worldly influences that can cause us to make bad decisions based on illusions of material things that spark the pride and greed of our self -will?  
How are you guarding your heart from these influences?.. 
Check your experience… 

“Here was something at work in a human heart which had done the impossible.” Big Book pg. 11 

Lord, let us guard our hearts from the illusions of this world by focusing on Your Will, Word, and Truth, AMEN.

 “Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.” Proverbs 4:23 ‘Have a blessed day Y’all! 

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