I’ve got this really big, extroverted heart (I get it from my momma). It’s almost as if my heart is out in the open for everyone to have a piece of, for everyone to be apart of. My heart sees someone aching and naturally wants to comfort them. My heart reaches for people everyday and entangles them with love and peace in the most genuine way.
The only problem with a heart like mine is, people are not fragile. They’re not gentle. They take a piece and they don’t properly care for it. They break it, drop it, walk all over it. They use a piece of me without giving anything back in place of it. It’s what us humans do naturally. Nobody is to blame, I’m guilty for it as well.
I’ve been praying that I find a way to keep my heart out in the open without feeling as broken and empty as I do. I’ve prayed that my heart doesn’t end up caged up behind locked doors and a million security forces to get through.
But then I remember, God gave me this really loud heart for a reason. Nobody is perfect, everybody is a little lost – including me. We’re all broken and searching for our missing pieces – and I don’t know about you but I’ve got about a million I could go try and find right now.
Thankfully, God fills those missing pieces. He makes my heart whole despite all of the brokenness and mess. God gives and gives and I take and take, yet He loves me despite my lack of giving back. He keeps providing anyways. So for now, I’ll take comfort in Him. I’ll keep reminding myself that His heart is much louder than mine, a whole lot bigger, and a lot more out in the open for people to take and break and be apart of, than mine is and ever will be – yet He still prepares us, produces for us, and is passionate for us.
Our God is a very giving God and we must never forget that.