Ramblings of a Ready Heart
Can I be honest?
I feel like a failure.
The music I’m listening to probably isn’t helping the situation, and I’m choosing to not change the playlist. It makes me feel better. Like I’m not alone in this suck-y state.
Someone else was an idiot. Someone else gave pieces of her heart away. Someone else thought it would be impossible to be hurt again. Now they have a hit song, cause their internal turmoil connects with all who feel the same. Guess I’m not too alone, seeing that the song is a hit single.
I was happy. And I know how to be again. It’s really not a hard concept, but it’s crushing to try and walk out. Everything fights against it: my flesh, my emotions, even my heart. My deceitful heart.
But it’s a choice. And I’m choosing to die daily to my flesh. I’m sick of living under its rule. I’m tired of letting it decide what I will and will not allow. I’m not a victim. I’m not without a voice. I have a choice.
“My [daughter], pay attention to what I say; listen closely to my words. Do not let them out of your sight. Keep them within your heart, for they are life to those who find them and health to the whole body.” ~Proverbs 4:20-22
My heart is sick. I need help. I need healing. Praise God I know how to get it.
Use the voice: pray. Make the choice: keep His words within sight. Be ready to fight for health. No more open scars, no more gaping wounds. No more believing it’s impossible. All things are possible with Christ who gives us strength.
It’s worth it.
Victory is on its way.
