Worlds Collide! A little more than a week back, I mentioned my cousins son received a new heart via a transplant. He is doing well, his body is still adjusting, but they continue to praise the Lord for His faithfulness in bringing healing. This idea of new hearts resonates with me. I know Jesus gives us a new heart. The old one is buried and our new heart leads us into new life. What an awesome picture! But, the realities of life sometimes tears new hearts apart. Oh, it feels like it gets sewn together again, but we also live with the reality that a little piece of it always feels broken. We know its whole, but it feels broken. This is the place for faith and hope. Allen and Susan Stoller wrote another brilliant post and it resonated with this idea. This post took me straight back to that marriage of joy and pain that is Jamaica in our lives.
From Sharing Hope with Hearts:
Our hearts have been ripped open and sewn together again many times. There are haunting images, and beautiful scenes and memories colliding like the traffic of Meganania Round. Never ending blue skies and dust. Beautiful flowers and garbage. The scent of mango and raw sewage in an open ditch. Magnificent architecture of the African Union and shanty-town squalor. Loving, sharing hearts and its total absence found in child trafficking and prostitution. The myriad contrasts are a force in shaping ones acceptance of diversity. If your world has to fit into a box of only one size and one color, Ethiopia will shake you till it hurts. But, if you can stretch your faith to allow God’s sovereign sway full control of yesterday and tomorrow, loving Him with all your heart today, will share hope with hearts.
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