I HEART blogging, although you'd never know it these days! I HEART my family, my friends, Michigan, teaching and love. Our hearts are such strong organs, and they keep us going. When it stops, we stop. We do things to protect it from becoming diseased and to keep it from failing us. There are times that no matter what, it hurts though, both physically and spiritually. We take risks with it, and at times it becomes wounded…at no one's fault, really, except the enemy of our hearts. I see it, I experience it…I know it's true.
Keep vigilant watch over your heart;
that's where life starts.
I have to think that if it's where life starts, it's also where life ceases to exist. Being vigilant about protecting that wonderful part of me that is the reason behind all the relationships and missions in my life. Ugh…the thought of my heart becoming so spiritually diseased that it becomes virtually useless is a terrible, terrible idea to ponder, but ponder I must.
What makes a person go on a diet and decide to exercise? The threat of disease and death. What makes a person decide to guard over her heart in thought and action. The threat of ruthless loneliness.