“… His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.” Jeremiah 20:9

I can’t keep it in. I love God so much… and yet nowhere near as much as I want to… and NOTHING compared to how He loves me… and I know that He has that same love for everyone. So it grieves me that so many people don’t know that… or ‘know’ it in their heads but their hearts haven’t realised it and come alive. So it’s my prayer that when people read my blog their eyes are opened and their hearts are softened… that my ramblings about God encourage someone else to go hard after Him… to challenge, inspire and encourage them to live the first commandment (”… love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.” [Mark 12:30]) and have the second flowing out of it (”… love your neighbour as yourself.” [Mark 12:31])… to live the Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 5-7)… and to realise that Jesus is coming back soon (Revelation 22:7) and we need to be watching and waiting (Micah 7:7) and cultivating the oil of intimacy in our lamps (Matthew 25:1-13).

Oooh I love ‘fiery’ Bible verses haha…
> “Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; For love is as strong as death, Jealousy as cruel as the grave; its flames are flames of fire, a most vehement flame.” Song of Songs 8:6… mmmm I’m not going to expand on that verse… that could be a post in itself… I like that verse. Very, very much so. Maybe look at my previous post “Jealousy”… I like to meditate on the jealousy of God. A lot. A lot a lot.
> “My heart grew hot within me, and as I meditated, the fire burned…” Psalm 39:3
> “Did not our hearts burn within us while He talked with us on the road, and while He opened the Scriptures to us?” Luke 24:32… I pray this one over myself alot.

This heart was made to burn with passion for God. And I won’t settle for anything less.

This is cool… you know how pregnant women get cravings for food? When my mum was pregnant with me she craved coal. Coal. As in the black stuff in the fire. Not hotdogs, chocolate, pizza… she wanted to eat coal (hopefully she didn’t…). Prophetic…?