Written on my Heart

In moments when I least expect it, clarity arrives.

I sat, with others around me, in a service the other day and noticed the lady at the keyboard. I know her. She was my neighbor for upwards of fifteen years. I have heard her sing. I have heard her play.

All I expected was to enjoy the musicpossibly to reflect on some lyrics. It would be nice.

Nice isnt what happened.

I hope you wont mind. I think we call it epiphany. With a small e.

An arrival. A light, small but bright, blazed as my friend sang the old familiar hymn. I have never thought of it before. Never.

Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart every word.
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.

I cant tell you how many times I have sung the words. But, in her simple gift of song, the words shone with a clarity Ive not known any other time.

The writer of the letter written to the Hebrews describes it as the fulfillment of a promise made long before.In your hearts, He will place His commandments, and on your minds they will be written indelibly. (Hebrews 10:16-17)

Is a little of that light shining through yet? Maybe, its just me.

Every word. Written on my heart.

I am moved. Overwhelmed, even. But, the light shines on past the initial reaction and I start to wonder.

Is it just for me that He has written on my heart and in my mind?

You indulged me when I wanted to call it an epiphany. Will you indulge me a bit further?

I know the heart mentioned in the Book isnt the physical, beating organ, but it isthe center of our very beingthe existence of which we cannot function without. If the physical heart circulates the life blood our brain and entire body must have for life, surely the symbolic heart we describe must circulate the very essence of who we are.

If we follow Christ, He is the essence of our being. Circulating through our veins.

So, I ask again: Is it only for my benefit that He lives within my being?

It is for my benefit. To that, there can be no argument. But, what of those around me? Those who have sinand lossand, in the end, deathwritten on their hearts?

He has put eternity in our hearts! How could we keep that quiet?

The Apostlemy namesakelays out the process. How shall they call on Him unless they believe? How will they believe unless they hear? How could they possibly hear if we dont tell them? (Romans 10:14)

He is the foundation, the Rock at the center of our existence! How could we hide it?

How could we not tell the story? How could we not ourselves write the words which have been written in our heart? Or, speak them? Or, sing them?

Every word, every action declares who (and whose) we are.

Well, well. An epiphany in the season of Epiphany. A small light as we acknowledge the Light of the World.

The Word who was born in a stable, in reality came to be inked on our hearts. And, He invites us to share His story by sharing our own.

The Word. Written on our hearts.

To be written on the hearts of others.

Time to tell the story.

Again.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you.

(Maya Angelou ~ American Poet ~ 1928-2014)

If I told you my story

You would hear Hope that wouldnt let go.

And, if I told you my story

You would hear Love that never gave up.

And, if I told you my story

You would hear Life, but it wasnt mine.

If I should speak, then let it be
Of the grace that is greater than all my sin,
Of when justice was served and where mercy wins,
Of the kindness of Jesus that draws me in.
Oh, to tell you my story is to tell of Him.

If I told you my story
You would hear Victory over the enemy.
And, if I told you my story
You would hear Freedom that was won for me.
And, if I told you my story
You would hear Life overcome the grave.

If I should speak, then let it be
Of the grace that is greater than all my sin,
Of when justice was served and where mercy wins,
Of the kindness of Jesus that draws me in.
Oh to tell you my story is to tell of Him.

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 Paul Phillips
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joyce

Fantastic words of that song.

K Reynolds

Our story. It is woven into God's story, the story He has written on our hearts and that is the story that we are to be witnesses of.