We've lived in this house since we got married. Our back porch screen has been broken and done away with, our sliding glass door replaced [Nation!], and I've lost track of how many times we've boughten new blinds for those windows that lead to the backyard. Seems like lately, the door & blinds have been holding up a little better. Could be that the boys are older now, could be that we were gone for 6 months. Either way, this tiny tear has been my favorite damage thus far. I don't know how or when it tore, but I love that it tore into the shape of a heart. When I walk in I look for it, and when we were away and would visit it welcomed me home.
People use the phrase..."it tears my heart up"
Lately, I've been meditating on what really tears my heart up in comparison to what tears His heart up. The gap between the two and my desire for them to be the same.
a few things that tear my heart up:
--a past that affects my present
--giving an account to God for how I spent my time & money
--a friendship wrecked in need of reconciliation
--the person I am and the person I hope to be one day
--the endless loads of laundry that are never put away
--children who have no mommy
--how quick I am to judge [& the reaping I face without repentance]
--the people at arms reach that need Him that I've overlooked
--children who are being abused right now
--breakthrough desperately for those who haven't seen it in too long
I'm so glad I'm not alone. I'm so glad my heart doesn't have to break alone. I'm so glad His heart was broken once and for all...for all. That more than I could even bare to imagine...He desperately wants unbroken hearts for those I know and those I'll never know. When I think of His heart broken...breaking..for us. I'm overwhelmed by His goodness.
The LORD builds up Jerusalem;
he gathers the exiles of Israel.
What is currently is tearing up your heart?