Loving God means loving the things God loves. And hating the things God hates. Today, on the ride back to SC from a beach bonfire with the Christian club (ironically), the people in front of me were listening to and laughing over a really bitter, language-filled letter from an ex-girlfriend. It was disgusting and I wished I could just plug my ears. In my head I started singing,
Give us clean hands
Give us pure hearts
Let us not lift our soul to another
God is good. Everything that is not of him is evil, ugly. I want him. Not the shallow, selfish, instant gratification the world supplies limitlessly. He alone is good, beautiful, and true.
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