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Day 16 Love is Truth

"Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being, and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart."

 Truth in the inward being. This makes me think about what we said yesterday about speaking truth to our hearts. But here, it says that God delights in the truth that lives inside us.  There is a joy that is paired with truth.  Since Christ is truth, this makes sense.  We whisper his love to our hearts by meditating on his word, and this love can't be contained-- it causes joy to overflow.

Speak truth.  Even when truth hurts.  Meditate on it, and feed yourself with love.  From this space of openness and awareness, God can move in our hearts.  He can teach us wisdom and erase pride.  He can heal wounds and bring us to open waters where we can rely on him more.  His love believes all things, hopes all things and endures all things.  It never fails.  And that's the truth.

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