“Lord open my heart as you did for Lydia”
“One of those listening was a woman from the city of Thyatira named Lydia, a dealer in purple cloth. She was a worshiper of God. The Lord opened her heart to respond to Paul’s message.”
Lydia was at the place of prayer, down at the river.
Lydia was a worshipper: this Gentile lady had noticed in Judaism something that was missing in her life, and she began to worship God.
The heart of this worshipper in the place of prayer was opened by God.
God reached into the centre of Lydia’s heart, as He still does mine. My heart, which is my thoughts and attitudes of life (Hebrews 4:12) and where my passion for life comes from (Proverbs 4:23) becomes sick when I lose sight of destiny and purpose (Proverbs 13:12). My heart can be wounded (Psalm 109:22), anxious (Ecclesiastes 11:10) and it can become stubborn (2 Chronicles 36:13). My heart can be closed by any or all of those things.
I sit here in the quietness of this morning and I feel some of those things weighing heavy within my heart. I cannot remove them nor can I fix them. I can cry and complain but they won’t change. So what do I do?
I do what Lydia did.
I go to the place of prayer and I worship God and I wait until He comes and He will…