Hearing The Heartbeat of God

When I was little girl, I have vivid memories of being curled up, sitting in my dad’s lap, resting my head against his chest, and feeling his heart beating. That place was the safest place in the world. An entire universe was spinning with a million different stories coming together and unraveling all around me, but for me, in that moment, my world was still. As my little ear took in every rhythm of his heart that sat just inches away, my tiny heart processed this as the tangible sound of love.

For most females, love translated into action is the equivalent of protection. I think that’s why for so many women who don’t have stories like mine, they often have a hard time loving and/or accepting love. Because someone’s always taken advantage and expected something from you instead of giving freely the way love is supposed to, when love actually comes your way, you’re guarded. You don’t know what to do let alone how to accept and embrace it. How could you? How could anyone blame you? And my little girl heart now grown into a woman breaks at the fact that your heart wasn’t nurtured in every way it should have been.

But here is the good news:

“O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.”
Psalms 131

There is always hope. We can learn what it means to have Love invade by resting our souls in the arms of our Heavenly Father – even those of us who had earthly fathers that failed to protect us. When life feels overwhelming or we feel isolated and alone, instead of occupying myself with “things too great and too marvelous for me”, I will calm and quiet my soul, knowing that as an entire universe continues on spinning with a million different stories coming together and unraveling all around me, for me, in this moment, my world can become still. And yours can too.

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