Today my heart is easily stirred by beauty.
A miniscule rainbow held in a tiny drop of water suspended in the grass below.
A robin flying overhead, then dropping down for a bit of lunch in the back yard.
Treetops softly swaying in the slight breeze, singing into the subtle wind.
Peonies filling my nose with their fragrant song.
A soft rabbit munching on clover.
Sunbeams warming my face.
Each thing of beauty touches my heart in a different way, causing me to pause and say “Thank you” to its amazing Creator.
My heart wasn’t alway so easily stirred. There were years where any sort of stirring was tamped down tightly, not allowed to be free.
Fear told me that allowing the stirring freedom would cause me to be overcome. I would be undone, unable to be put back together again. I fought for control, and my heart became a mountain of granite.
Granite doesn’t stir, even when hurricane-force winds howl around it.
Granite doesn’t stir, even under torrential rainfall.
Granite doesn’t feel. Granite just is.
In fighting away the fear, the hurt, the anger, and the disappointment, I ended up losing the joy, the peace, the patience, the kindness, and the connection to others. I was locked tightly behind the walls of protection I had built for myself.
I felt nothing. I just existed.
But one day a bright, warm light made its way through a crack in my wall. My heart hear the sound of its Creator, and began to beat again in the warmth of his voice. His love softened the granite-hard rock, and miraculously I began to feel.
I felt unending unconditional love. I felt safety and peace beyond what my mind could fathom. I felt joy beyond what any circumstances could explain.
The walls of protection I had built began crumbling. God had begun a new work in me, as He had promised long before I was born.
And I will give you a new heart, and 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
And today? Today my heart is easily stirred by beauty.
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Confession: I took longer than five minutes to write this–Covid brain is slowing me down a bit, but it feels good to write.