Three Hearts

MORNING THOUGHTS ☕️: Some of y’all will remember this story I shared from the encounter I had last November when I was in the hospital for kidney cancer.

For those who don’t, the short version is that I was with Jesus…walking through a life size game board and there were so many things going on around me. Good things. Great things. Things I wanted to be part of. Jesus could see my eyes going to and fro so He said: “LOOK AT ME” and then put three red heart tokens in my hands…“YOU HAVE THREE.”

Up until last week, I interpreted this to mean that I only had THREE things I could invest my heart in to DO. Boy oh boy, that “doing” message and mentality runs deep.

Fast forward to this week.

I was sitting on the bleachers at one of Johnie’s soccer games…and as I watched him my thought was “this boy has my HEART.”

Instantly, the Lord took me back to that time in November, and instantly, I realized I’d been wrong in my thought process about the whole thing.

“YOU HAVE THREE.”

Yup, I do. I have three. Three hearts. Three beautiful children who have my whole heart.

I share this, first of all, to show my mistaken interpretation, and, how I’m learning that with the Lord, much of what I think He means in the moment actually morphs and unfolds and expands over time. That what He speaks to us and shows us is just like His word…alive and active, multi-dimensional and lasting.

I also share it for all the mamas with hearts living outside of their bodies. Our children are the greatest gifts ever given to us. Our time with them, the best “investment” on earth. The things all around us that look good and great PALE in comparison to the hearts IN OUR HANDS.

I compare this doer mentality to an alcoholic in a bar in this world we live in. Everywhere we look, there are temptations and opportunities and ideas and offerings. Everywhere we look, there are “things” we could invest our hearts in and give of ourselves and our time to.

There’s no lack of things to DO.

But as for me, I have three. And I’m sooo thankful for that growing encounter from last year. It’s reminding me of something else the Lord shared with me one time…maybe I’ll grab another cup of coffee and write on that for tomorrow.

Love you.