
Psalm 93 invites us to stand before a God whose majesty is not distant, but deeply personal. “The Lord is king, with majesty enrobed.” His strength steadies the world, His voice rises above the roar of the waters, and His presence remains firm from all eternity. Yet this same God desires to dwell within the fragile, shifting places of our own hearts.
St. Paul urges us to “put on the new self… in the image of its creator.” That renewal doesn’t happen automatically. It begins with a willingness, a heart open enough for Christ to enter, rearrange, and restore. Holiness is not something we manufacture; it is something we receive when we stop resisting the One who longs to transform us.
The waters in the psalm—rising, thundering, relentless—mirror the noise inside us: fears we cling to, habits we excuse, attachments we refuse to release. These inner currents can drown out God’s voice unless we make space for Him. But when we open even a small door, His glory proves stronger than the surge. His peace outshines the chaos. His truth steadies what feels unsteady.
To imitate Christ is to let Him shape us from the inside out. It means surrendering the parts of us that keep us from our vocation and trusting that His decrees are firm, His love unwavering. It means allowing His majesty to become the garment of our lives—our thoughts, our choices, our desires.
Holiness becomes possible when the heart is open. Christ does the transforming. We simply allow Him in.

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