Created To Share Our Hearts

It’s always interesting to wake up and know that God designed mankind in such a way that our desires can only be met through Him.  Like square holes, in a world filled with circular, triangular, octagonal pieces that won’t fit. If not, that’d be some kind of cruel joke.  Ultimately, I think one of our most basic desires is to share our hearts. No person can tell you that deep down they really just want to exist and to be around people, never desiring to express or share themselves.  Even in our selfish ways, we want so badly to share what’s inside of us; good and bad.  And if you’re a logical, thinking, and analytical person, you still want to share your heart.  That desire is the same reason why we sing songs, write books, hug, have conversation and spend time with other people.  If there wasn’t a reason to share ourselves, our hearts, then we would be made to commune with ourselves.  But, ever since the Garden of Eden, to the Garden of Gethsemane, sharing our hearts has been at the core of what we were made to do.  Whether it is God speaking to Adam, giving him life, to Jesus pouring out His heart to God the Father, this example shows how we were made to share our hearts.  That’s why Jesus told us to love people. Part of loving people is sharing our hearts. Sharing our hearts can be sharper than barbed wire, cut more than a sword, but I believe it’s worth it. Loving is worth it.  The older I get, the more I realize how much we need Love. Like shelter, food, and rights. Love stronger than death, fear, and pain.  And I’ll be honest, the more I want it. The number one threat in our lives is the absence of love.  If you have it, you are up high, if you’re missing it, nothing else will fill that grave that sits in your heart.  I want Jesus to share His heart with me, to know my Father’s heart, and to experience His heart through the Spirit.  I need to do a better job of sharing my heart with Him. I’m so awful at sharing it with everyone and everything except Him. I’m always reminded how much He loves me, even though I don’t really show Him I love Him 99/100 times.  But, He is always waiting for me to come back, like it’s in His nature to see past our baggage and embrace us right where we are. The challenge is to ask and wait for Love to come down and meet us in the middle of our hearts.