I’ve been thinking a lot about my heart lately and how important it is and what it means to fight for it.  And I think Christians tend to fall into one of three camps when it comes to their heart:

My heart is wicked, as evidenced by the often-quoted Jeremiah 17:9, “The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.”

Or, my heart is now good, as backed up by Ezekiel 36:26, “I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.”

Or, for a myriad of reasons, I don’t even think about my heart.  Usually because life is busy or there’s been so much pain or that is something that a contemplative would do – sit around thinking about her heart – and I’ve got kids to feed and laundry to put away.

Author, Denise Hildreth Jones says, “When I talk about the heart, I’m simply referring to ‘the essential or most vital part’ of who we are. It’s the center of our souls and the focus of our true identities, the part of us that we are to guard ‘above all else’.”

I used to be a my heart is wicked kind of person, but totally mixed in with I don’t even think about my heart.  And I think my last two decades prove that.

I was a strange hybrid of someone who beat myself up all the time for practically every word that came out of my mouth and every decision that I foolishly (so I thought) made.  All the while I stayed as busy as I possibly could with raising two kids and running a home and writing a book or two and speaking at moms’ groups and leading a ministry and traveling around the world to drown out the cries of my hurting, suffocating heart.

Because if I listened to what my heart were saying all through my twenties and thirties, I would have had to a) acknowledge that my heart mattered, which for some reason seemed like a Zen or yogi or secular or self-centered thing to believe, and b) sit with the frightening reality that I was completely shut down, that I was breaking into millions of pieces, that I – in part – wanted my life to be over.

And I just couldn’t bear to let the weight of all that fall on me because I didn’t think there was anything I could do about it.

But here’s the thing. God totally cares about our hearts.  This was proven to me when I ran a simple word search on Biblegateway.com and came up with 926 references to our hearts in the New King James Version.  Seriously, God saw to it to mention our hearts nine hundred and twenty-six times.  That means something.  It means that our hearts are very, very important to him.

Just the fact that he says in Proverbs 4:23 to “Guard your heart above all else, for it is the source of life,” (HCSB) should be a huge flashing sign to us that God means business when he thinks about our hearts.

We should be guarding it above all else.  Above all else.  Most important thing.  And why? Because it is the source of life.  What’s more important than life?

So, I have been asking myself – as I’m coming back to life after being mostly dead for the past two decades – what does it mean for me to guard my heart…what would it look like for me to fight for it?

This would look different for you, but the beginnings of my list look like this:

No more phone conversations or in-person conversations with people who are consistently mean to me.

If spoken unkindly to or about, try to take the words captive to Christ as soon as possible and ask him if they are true about me.  If not, replace the lie with Truth.

Choose who I let into my life, and who I share my heart with.

Ask God to restore my heart—to give me back my emotions and allow me to feel again.

Ask God regularly: What do you want for me?

Ask myself regularly:  What do I actually want?

Do things I love to do: write, read, sit outside, watch movies, ride my bike, shop, spend time with friends…within reason but without guilt.

Remind myself that Scripture says my heart can be:

a hiding place for God’s word
communed with
delighted in something or   someone
dwelled in by Christ
fashioned by God uniquely
filled with desires God   wants to give me
filled with beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit
filled with quietness
filled with simplicity
guarded by the peace of   Christ
known by God
not troubled
replaced with a heart of   flesh
set on the journey
urged to fulfill his   purposes
written upon
…among many, many other   things…

So, if you are in the same boat that I find myself in – looking back on life choices that tamped down who I really was supposed to be – and you too wish to truly feel again, to truly see again, to truly live (maybe for the first time), join me in asking God to bring our hearts back to life.  He wants to do this in us.  And he can and he will.


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Life isn't always how we want it. When change seems elusive, and we're stuck in old routines, a gentle push or some self-reflection can make a difference. Let these questions be that nudge to get you moving.

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