Never let my heart grow cold.

Never let my heart grow cold.

I read that Meta claims to have developed a way to scan the human brain and quickly replicate the images that a person is thinking about, using artificial intelligence.

I am curious to see how that works because I think in my mother tongue, shey meta can pick that ni? We will see.

If people could hear the thoughts in the deepest part of our soul, there would be chaos o, but I am happy that is exclusive to the father.

We are as we think. The Bible says, ‘As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.’ In our thoughts, we can’t pretend. In our thoughts, we are down to earth, sharing only with ourselves things we may never share with anyone else.

One of the operations of the Holy Spirit that I love so much is that of a searchlight – searching all the inward parts of our belly and beaming light into areas we need to work on.

Since last Saturday, the hymn ‘Abba Father’ by Dave Bilbrough has had a new meaning for me, and it has been on loop across speakers in the house.

Abba Father, let me be
Yours and Yours alone
May my will forever be
Ever more Your own
Never let my heart grow cold
Never let me go
Abba Father, let me be
Yours and Yours alone.”

My heart cry – keep my tender for you, Lord. Don’t let my experiences or people modulate my personality and make me who I am not. Never let my heart grow cold for you, Lord.

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