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Mutima.

There's something special about this song. ''Have my heart" by Maverick City. They're probably my all time favorite band at the moment.


We are (especially if oli mulokole (are saved)) so used to the phrase ''Given/give your life to Jesus as your personal Lord and Savior.''  I'm curious about when that started being the phrase actually. I'm not bashing it. It really is the semi-final chapter of the beautiful book of the Gospel, with pages of how wrath meets love wrapped up in grace. How sinful meets holy. The story of reconciliaton and forgiveness and hope. Of the goodness of God on all of mankind. The story of eternal life.

And the phrase is usually coupled with ''Let him into your heart.'' 

And that sounds great in the moment. And is. It's so magical that it sounds either stupid or like a wonderful deal that you want in on.

Anyway,  this song had me dropping everything to sing it out.
''ohhhh oooooohhh oh you can have my heart.''

How do I get through with this apart from cheesiness? Okay so, being the emotionally charged and uninhibited being that I am, I love words like heart. And will. And surrender. And intimacy. And mind. I like that kind of talk. My friend used to tease me and say that every time I switched to talking about God my face along with my voice would switch up and you know that's probably true till now. 

Anyway, it had been a minute since God and I got into heart talk. Like, ''Here. Here. Take my heart. Every part. The parts I hide from even myself. The parts that I wear on both sleeves. The parts that I hate. The parts that make me vain.'' kind of talk.

I had gotten and if we're being honest am still, caught up in all the; figuring things out business, embracing my doubts phase, worrying about the future state. 
And it's like He's been God but not friend, you know.
Like, Supernatural all knowing all wise (all things He is)  being but not Father. 
I was letting reason create distance
and confusion mess with intimacy.

But this song, broke them walls down. I know better than to hold on to my own heart like I know what I am doing with it and certainly better than to leave it lying around for the things of this world to wear it out. We all should.😊

Find the song, I beseech you.
 But also, I think it's one thing to let God (Spirit) into your heart, (maybe I'll write on what that looks like practically) and another thing to give that heart TO Him.(Father)
The give it to Him is kind of like sanctification. 
Where you are an evident continual work in progress being made more like Jesus.
So, the ''You can have my heart'' becomes a life long posture.
''Take centre in my thoughts, emotions and feelings.''
''Be central even though I hardly know how that works'' type posture.

Comments

  1. UnknownJuly 26, 2020 at 11:54 PM

    My fav band at the moment as well for sure! Uhm, haven't listened to the song, gonna find it.

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  2. UnknownJuly 27, 2020 at 1:57 AM

    Assured! Life long posture!

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