Devotion: When Confession Hurts

Search me, O God, and know my heart; try me and know my anxious thoughts; and see if there be any hurtful way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way. ~Psalm 139:23

I prayed this scripture to the Lord today. He faithfully answered.

He revealed bitterness and anger lingering in hidden spaces of my heart.

He placed His finger on areas of hardness.

His touch is tender; it’s gentle; it’s loving, yet heavy and relentless.

Confessing this revelation was painful. It hurt. 

It’s hard to admit the ugliness staining the places I long to be painted with colors of beauty. It’s hard to acknowledge the true condition of my heart.

So, there I stood with a transformative crossroad laid before me.

I could take the path of darkness, of hiding, of suppressing His conviction. The path of pretending that I don’t need His correction. The path of allowing pride and denial to veil the brokenness. I could put on a mask to hide the ugly. 

I could walk in a manner of counterfeit transparency. I could compromise my relationship with Him for the sake of not appearing what my flesh considers to be weak, immature and unholy. 

I could make an ineffectual attempt to escape His pursuing.

But, this way would only lead to misery. How can I walk the path to which I do not belong?

I do not belong to the flesh. I do not belong to bitterness or anger. I do not belong to pride. I do not belong to brokenness. I do not belong to a compromised passion.

I do not belong to the hurtful way.

I belong to love!

I belong to humility!

I belong to righteousness!

I belong to truth!

I belong to fullness!

I belong to redemption!

I belong to the everlasting way!

I belong to the path of Light. The path of confessing the blemish abiding in the corners of my character – even if it’s admission hurts. It’s a hurt that does not exist without purpose.

A purpose that takes me from glory to glory. A purpose that conforms me further into His image.

This way may be paved with pain and difficulty, there may be fires of refining, there may be storms of trial, there may be mountains of testing – but it leads to sanctification.

It leads to unspeakable joy, incomprehensible peace and unfathomable love.

It leads to Who my heart and soul long for.

Therefore, I will allow His touch to soften the hardness.

I welcome the fires that burn away ugliness; I welcome the storms that wash away brokenness; I welcome the mountains that build my faithfulness.

I welcome His searching. I welcome His pursuit to capture and to hold the fullness of my heart.


Lord, help me to never despise your conviction. I know that you know me fully. Thank You for showing me the areas of my heart that still need to be molded into the image of Christ. Thank you for gently dealing with my heart and leading me in the everlasting way.

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