For You do not desire sacrifice, or else I would give it;
You do not delight in burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God
are a broken spirit,
A broken and
a contrite heart
These, O God,
You will not despise.
Psalms 51:16-17 NKJV
David, the writer of this song, had been confronted about his own actions, his sin.
And in that could see more clearly who God is, and what God was about.
Not the external practices.
The heart.
The inner person.
The good things we might do, go to church, read our Bibles, serve, give...all good things...but our God wants our heart!
Our inner self
Not broken in a vindictive way, but seeing more clearly who God is, and who I am in relation to Him
And that no amount of church going, or daily devotional reading or helping others or giving our money or time or anything else, good things that they are, is what our God is after.
It's what we treasure most.
Hold onto most tight.
Our heart
We know too, that in this battle for our hearts affection,
He loves,
is gentle,
kind
and restoring
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