ELASTIC HEARTS
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Moments...all of life is but the moments that we face.
Moments...how many in your lifetime?
Heartbeats...how many in your moments?
Our moment upon moments creates a life. And often these moments can stretch us thin, can stretch us wide, can stretch us weary, can stretch us hollow, can stretch us dry.
Our rubber band hearts must remain elastic, and boy are our hearts often moment by moment exercised to remain
elastic.
When our hearts are stretched,
they are infused with blood, 60-100 times a minute. And only when our
hearts are stretched, do we really become clear of being infused with the living power of
the blood of Jesus. In these moments of stretching, we panting count the beating of our hearts in our ears and in our throats.
In these moments, we must count and recount His goodness. Our hearts and souls are rubber band stretched through this life’s journey. When we allow ourselves to be stretched in circumstances, and then can full gaze turn and say
"thank You" in remembrance that all that His hand provides is grace, then our hearts pulse His blood truth and release His story.
"thank You" in remembrance that all that His hand provides is grace, then our hearts pulse His blood truth and release His story.
Our heart's story is blood in and blood out; we recycle His heart blood in every moment we give thanks for His work and wonders. He cleaned the blood and cleaned the circumstances of our life for His use. Our blood transfusion is created by the stories of thanksgiving we share of His goodness and grace.
It is living in
the fear of our stretching that our hearts lose their elasticity and their ability to pump what His hand provides,
and our hearts wither and die to the witness and story God has pumped into our once withered veins.
This life and even daily moments will promise to stretch us. Then we are stretched to choose to filter His Blood truth through us. When we lose seeing and seeking the wonder He gives, this grace flow, this grace pumped in and pumped out, this elasticity---- we die of exhausted and clogged living.
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Comments
I'm thankful for your writing. I'm thankful for finding time when my mind is more at peace from this day and its events to come back to your blog and read it once more. My heart has stretched today and with this I found things to be thankful for. Wonderful friends and family that lift my son in prayer. A surgeon who was gifted from God with a heart of gold and hands to mend. Thankful that my son can focus his energy away from anger and frustration towards a new goal and his future. Thankful that my heart can still stretch and allow me to see how truly blessed my life is. Your writing is a continual gift to me. Thank you!
Lori