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Wednesday, December 6, 2017


My heart is stretched, Lord. I did not think it could stretch any further, but it continues to stretch beyond what I believe is my limit. It is more resilient than I realize, and, if I had not faced this time of loss, stronger than I would have ever known. I could have stubbornly retreated and isolated myself from your love and the love of others you send to encourage me. But the mask would have been too hard to hold in place. The effort to hide from your love would have drowned me.

“I will give you a new heart,” you whisper each morning I awake to circumstances beyond my control. “I will put a new spirit in you. I will take out your stony, stubborn heart and give you a tender, responsive heart” (Ezekiel 36:26, NLT). There is no way I can hide from you, Holy Spirit. You find my breaking heart through walls of false protection. The fa├žade cracks—my stony heart melts into flesh. And this pain, which has isolated my heart, brings me to this place of surrender where I find you. I meet you—again and again, and in that deep place where your heart releases mine, I find freedom from all that wounds my heart.  Your joy becomes my strength. And life, instead of destroying me, becomes the catalyst that daily fires my soul.

© 2017 Lynn Lacher

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