Some days my mind is a battlefield. I am embroiled in a personal Armageddon where the Word of God collides with my sense of reality. Old and decaying bodies of thought litter my mental landscape like the rotting corpses in Ezekiel’s vision. On days like that, I need my brain “cleansed.”
“After seven months, teams of men will be appointed to search the land for skeletons to bury, so the land will be made clean again. Whenever bones are found, a marker will be set up so the burial crews will take them to be buried… And so the land will finally be cleansed,” (Ezekiel 39.14-16 NLT).
These prophetic verses inspire me to take action. I will ask Jesus to dispatch angelic “burial crews” charged with the task of disposing the decomposing remains of ugly thoughts. “Whenever bones [of unhelpful patterns of thinking] are found,” I will set up “a marker” so they may “be buried” and my mind may “be cleansed.” Some memories, images, and notions need to be buried and forgotten so I can make space for the good thoughts of God.
“Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable — if anything is excellent or praiseworthy — think about such things,” (Philippians 4.8 NIV).
