This the song singing through me this morning, follow your heart. Hand-in-hand with that the Scripture came to mind where it tells us that our hearts are “wickedly deceitful,” and that, “out of the issues of the heart….” all kinds of terrible things arise, come forth. A rather diabolical situation I have here. On the one hand I sense that the seeds of my heart are newly planted, seeds of goodness and life and (w)holiness; that the seeds of dictatorial man, fearful man…the seeds unwittingly and unknowingly and I like to think not deliberately, planted in my heart in my formative years, when I was without reason and was like a human sponge, just soaking it all in.
Can I now listen to my heart. Have I, as David asked, been given a new heart; perhaps even a heart like Yahshua, whose heart was His Father’s, Yahshua’s sole desire, to do what pleased the Father? Can I trust what issues out of my heart.
Perhaps what is needed is to take that first step, to begin to follow my heart, and then Trust the Lord that as the rose has thorns, if I should stray off His chosen path that I am to take in following my heart, then like the thorns, He will prick my consciousness, causing me to stop and weigh the next step that I am about to take.
What have I to lose, if all He is asking is that I take that first step. It’s not like He is asking me to jump off a cliff, or enter into the lion’s den or the fiery furnace. And, even if He were, how strong is my faith in His Faithfulness to keep His Promise that “not a hair on my head shall be touched?”
For what is faith but belief and acting on what cannot be seen, cannot be proven by man; just listening to that inner person, who whispers ever so clearly and without hesitation, “It is time. Come follow me. Listen to your heart.”
Just a step. One step is all He is asking.
