God Gives Me Hearts
A few years back I went on a girl’s trip with my mom and sister. We went to the beach for a few days of rest and relaxation. We had talked one morning about just some things going on in our lives and later in the day the LORD gave us this heart. The heart, for me, was His goodness. He was giving us an intentional sign of His love.
I did a study a few years ago by Staci Elderidge called, “Captivating.” In the study she challenges us one week to ask the LORD how much He loves us. I did that exact thing she asked us to and that week I won a trip for four to Florida. As soon as my name was called I heard the LORD say, “That is how much I love you.”
Over the past few years I get an almost daily reminder of His love for me. I will be walking with my friends and I see hearts. Many times I stop walking to take a picture, but sometimes I just walk by with a smile knowing God is giving me hearts. I never get the same heart and my eyes are always drawn to the hearts He gives. Each time I see a heart, I feel the love of a Father to His daughter. Each time I am overwhelmed by His goodness to me.
Through the hearts my Abba gives me I am constantly reminded that He sees me. I am constantly reminded He cares about the little things. I am constantly reminded that He loves me with an EXTRAVAGANT love. I am constantly reminded of His intentionality to me.
God gives me hearts that speak to my heart and I do not want to ever lose the wonder of His love. I never want to take for granted His love for me.
When it seems I am walking an uphill battle God gives me hearts. On days the enemy of my soul is on a full-throttle attack, God gives me hearts.
God gives me hearts.
