I hustled in to the hospital, clutching the hand of my ten year old daughter.
“Let’s hurry, dear. We only have a few minutes to visit our friend Mary and then we’ll need to get home to make dinner.”
I turned right and headed down the hallway past the gift shop. No time for shopping today.
As I passed by the showcase filled with jewelry and picture frames, I caught a glimpse of a square plaque with the words,
“What does your Heart say?”
written across the front, spelled out in scraps of newspaper print.
And I thought.
“What is my heart saying?”
Am I not only hustling here and there but hustling past my heart?
It’s what I’m working on this week with the Lord.
I'm not positive that He put that plaque there just for me, but I’m starting to think He just might have, and so I’m having a good “heart to heart” with Him about my heart.
I went back the next day and bought the plaque and have it on my desk. It’s prompting me to ponder and to pray.
What is my heart saying?
It seems to have a lot to say. A lot about how I’m feeling. A lot about the Lord. And a lot about those I love. And so, so much more. There’s a lot packed in there and I’m looking to the Lord to help me unpack it, bit by bit.
And I venture to say there just may be a lot on your heart, too.
May I encourage you? I do not know what your heart is saying, dear reader, but I know the One who does. Psalm 62:8 says, “Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to Him, for God is our refuge.”
I’m taking refuge and pouring my heart out to Him, and although I am short on answers, I am counting on Him to help you and to help me.