Fleeting desires ravage my heart. They've left little but broken pieces of plans I tried to make and people I've tried to love, yet none of them remain. And now, what of this heart? Tied to people it failed in love, what is it to do? For one more beat in the wrong place may destroy it forever. One more misplaced affection and it may cease to beat at all. And oh, does it stir and burn and pound, but never with surety. Never with the kind of unwavering devotion that compels it to risk, to dive, to leap and to stand strong in the face of the impossible.
What of a heart that has never loved enough to give it all?

A heart no stranger to sacrifice, Yours beats with untamed desire. The raw fury of such love is unparalleled. It's a miracle that a heart can hold so much feeling within its chambers. Yet You give Your heart to break for my hurts, my fears, and my pain. It aches to be made one with my heart.

You touch places in my heart, places of deep longing, and you satisfy them. You touch the places that have hardened out of bitterness and anger, and they become soft. The places that have torn and bled, the scars of past hurts and the wounds that are still bleeding, Your touch restores them all. The places in my heart, dusty with forgotten dreams, You touch and whisper of Your plans, and it comes alive.

You are the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Where my heart is wayward, yours is sure. Where mine is weak, Yours is strong. Where mine has failed, You make good.
Your pour Your heart into mine, and we beat together. With each lub-dub, I hear Your name for me. BEL-OVED. BEL-OVED. BEL-OVED.

BE-LOVED....

and I am learning to trust You with that.