Heart Healing

I got to hold the heart! Her heart...and it changed a bit more of mine.

So many of us have broken hearts...wounded and damaged.
Some by relationships.
We weren't loved the way we needed...wanted. We were used or abused, dejected.
Some by sin.
We chose it...and we chose it again.
Some by things we can't express and don't understand.

But I met a heart healer. I met Him a long time ago.

But I didn't trust Him. I was too afraid to let go of my brokeness.
It was my heart and I thought I might loose it all together.

He was patient...and more patient.
I built a high wall
He used words I understood and waited for me to hear them.
I was deaf
He used people I didn't know well and others I've known forever.
I didn't trust
He waited on me.

He whispered and shouted.

One day I heard something beautiful....for just a moment...I could hear....He loves me....and it was heart healing.
I don't have to do anything...most days I can't.
I don't have to be anything...today I just am.
I don't have to have anything...I am just His.

He loves me and I am His.
Not what I have, Not what I do and Not what everyone says about me.
I am just His Beloved Child....He loves Me.

After that day...the day my heart started to heal, I got to hold a heart. It was a beautiful thing.

I felt her heart underneath my hand, burning and yearning. I remembered feeling that too.
We all burn and yearn for love.
I felt Him fill that emptiness...her heart....with love.
It healed a bit more of mine.

And I am so grateful.