COVERED HEART
I know it’s in there, I’ve seen it, I’ve felt it’s warmth. I’ve known it’s comfort, I’ve seen it’s wealth. It’s hiding, it’s protected, it’s built up walls. It’s so down deep, one can’t explore. Where it is, just a glimmer of light revels it’s existence. With my own walls, have I kept myself from reaching it?
Whats the combination? Misunderstanding? Poorly chosen words, a sharp tongue, fear of revealing all to you, a wall of my own? Bitterness, disappointment, rudeness, lack of respect? Have I lost the combination? Will it ever open? Can I break down these walls, I’m part in building?
This life is hard, it doesn’t help my efforts, I search my own heart, only to find its in the same condition. I will spend my life exploring as an archeologist. With Christ as my chief explorer. I will search every corner, every angle. From one end to the other, to once again discover the beauty down deep. The treasure I lost, the treasure yet discovered, this heart of yours that’s been covered. This covered heart!