“You took a heart so black and blue and, piece by piece, You make it new.”
These words have been running on a loop in my head. Since the wee small hours, Mandisa’s gorgeous voice has been singing out, “I give it all back. I give it all back to You.” Have a listen…
Was this song in my head because that’s what I want more than anything? To give it all back to God? To thank Him for every good and prefect gift that He has rained down on me? Absolutely! Do I give it all back to Him? Probably not.
See, I’m hung up on that little line about a black and blue heart, because I didn’t realize that mine WAS so bruised and battered. For the most part, I have a great life. At this point in the journey, though, I can look back and see that my heart was a shambles. Pitiful, really. I am a tender-hearted person, so it’s easy for me to get it trampled on… But God is good all the time! And faithful! Through His great love and mercy, He took what others thought worthless at best and, piece by piece, has rebuilt my heart into His own special creation.
Funny… I have been a Child of the One True King since I was a little girl, but my heart has been my own. It took a little battering, bruising, and trampling for God to be able to use it, to mold it, to rebuild my heart a little at a time into a heart for HIM.
God I give you my heart and my soul. You remade it into what You need it to be, so here it is. Take it back and do with it what You will. You and You alone know how scary these words are for me to write. But I’m trusting You to take good care of my heart.
I love singing these words from an old hymn, “Here’s my heart, O take and seal it. Seal it for Thy courts above.”