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Finding my Heart

I had an entire post written for this morning.

I read it and re-read it so many times I thought my eyeballs were going to fall out.

The grammar was correct. The content was correct. The conclusions were correct.

But it had absolutely no heart.

I catch myself running into the same pattern in my life. I’ll have my quiet time – all 30 minutes of it, including a scripture memory verse. I’ll go to church and take notes. I’ll attend small group and participate.

But somewhere in the mix of things, I forget my heart.

I’m a Tin Man in a skirt, I’m a Tin Man with long hair. Please don’t put me on the mettle, I sure am torn apart, if I only had a heart.

Then I remember. I do have a heart.

It’s been searched and tested. It’s been renewed and righted.

It’s been set free then captured.

Oh, I know I have a heart.

It’s just a matter of finding it in the middle of the noise. It’s a matter of refusing to settle for anything less than blood flowing, passion burning, pulse beating, heart engaged, Christ centered, vertical focused living.

Sometimes that means deleting a pretty decent post that may seem better crafted and organized than this jumbled mess. Or it means posting a blog without my usual picture, because I’m more interested in finding my heart than in finding a good picture. Or it means simply sitting quietly with the one my heart longs for.

It’s late on a Saturday night as I write these thoughts. It’s been a good day. I’m thankful for my blessings. I’m secure in my faith. I’m rested and expectant.

But mostly I’m realizing that the only way for me to find my heart is to find the one who has it.

So I simply come.

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  • Milo

    way to go! The heart is desperately wicked, who can know it………I The Lord…….Jer 17:9……To find the heart, go to Him who knows it Then let Him take and seal it. Have a great Sunday in His presence.

  • Gina

    morning. this was good timing for me to read.ill be thinking abt it all day at work. it kinda goes w/ a bad dream that woke me last night.the jist of the dream something was literally holding me down and making my heart heavy.after reading this its starting to make sense.Lina you are an important part of Gods work and word and for the way you reach us
    Thankyou.

  • Ruth

    Nothing is more powerful than when it’s from the heart!

  • Jo

    Too often my supposed service for God actually creates the biggest chasm in my relationship with Him. Busyness… the curse of the western church. All he wants me to do is be still and come sit at His feet. What a perfect thought for the sabbath!

    Now, let’s burn my to do list : )

  • Denise Archambault

    So…not having read the post you deleted, but having read this one, I can say with full assurance that whatever it was you deleted to make room for this post was a really good choice. You are “uttering” what is precious….(Jeremiah 15:19 “If you utter what is precious, and not what is worthless, you shall be as My mouth.”)

  • Amber

    Amen! I find my self on sunday thinking about monday having to go to work and wish people would remember, that people in retail have a heart too. God created me and I need to remember that he has a reason for everything that happens. I love him so much and the heart he gave me.