heart throb.
I am constantly reminded how all that we are, in all that we do, our heart is at the centre.
God cares more about our intentions and our ‘state-of-heart’ than our actions.
Jesus’ ministry on earth was entirely focused on heart matters, in Matthew 15 he quotes Isaiah:
'These people honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me.
They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men.'
How easy it is to neglect my heart though.
When life gets busy, I become unattached
To the feelings, the freedom, the supply that my heart (belonging to God) provides to my living
I feel cold. Confused. Distant, scattered, out of control, apathetic. People talk about a void in our hearts that can only be filled by God. I’m thinking now there’s a void in our life without God to give us heart.
I went running yesterday. It was windy and I had to concentrate on regulating the air that was coming into my body. If I breathed in too fast, my heart would race, I’d exhale too strong and lose energy quickly. My muscles were strong - legs pounding, arms pumping, postured to run, yet without the careful breathing, I would not go far. This reminded me of God in me. Rebecca St. James sings about God being like the air necessary for breath: “This is the air I breathe, your holy presence, living in me”. My church attendance can be strong, my volunteer service active. I can be part of a community and love my neighbor, but without the heart of God beating in me, am I alive? Will my life bring life to others?
God cares more about our intentions and our ‘state-of-heart’ than our actions.
Jesus’ ministry on earth was entirely focused on heart matters, in Matthew 15 he quotes Isaiah:
'These people honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me.
They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men.'
How easy it is to neglect my heart though.
When life gets busy, I become unattached
To the feelings, the freedom, the supply that my heart (belonging to God) provides to my living
I feel cold. Confused. Distant, scattered, out of control, apathetic. People talk about a void in our hearts that can only be filled by God. I’m thinking now there’s a void in our life without God to give us heart.
I went running yesterday. It was windy and I had to concentrate on regulating the air that was coming into my body. If I breathed in too fast, my heart would race, I’d exhale too strong and lose energy quickly. My muscles were strong - legs pounding, arms pumping, postured to run, yet without the careful breathing, I would not go far. This reminded me of God in me. Rebecca St. James sings about God being like the air necessary for breath: “This is the air I breathe, your holy presence, living in me”. My church attendance can be strong, my volunteer service active. I can be part of a community and love my neighbor, but without the heart of God beating in me, am I alive? Will my life bring life to others?