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Swollen hearts

As gross as a swollen heart sounds, it’s the only way I can describe the way I feel when I watch these.

‘Nature never taught me that there exists a God of glory and of infinite majesty. I had to learn that in other ways. But nature gave the word ‘glory’ a meaning for me. I still do not know where else i could have found one.’ (Lewis, ‘The Four Loves’, p.30)


“The beginning of man’s rebellion against God was, and is, the lack of a thankful heart.” (Francis Schaeffer)
Entitlement is the disease that robs a heart of joy, infests it with bitterness, and cripples your ability to engage with people meaningfully.


“How much do our travels measure up to the longings that inspired them? I decided that I’d try to find happiness there (in the Mediterranean). Everything was exactly as the brochure had promised. But there was one thing that wasn’t as I had hoped. … At the middle of Day 1, a troubling realization began to dawn on me. That I had inadvertently brought myself along with me.” (Alain de Botton)

I think I often feel that if I were to change where I lived, that I would live differently. That I would be free from the patterns of life that I find undesirable. I think there’s an element to which moving away would help me to catalyse change, or maybe consolidate change. But it’s important for me to remind myself that the only lasting changes come from a change of heart, not a change of place, not even a change of relationships. And the only one with strong enough hands to coax the knots out of my stubborn heart is He who made it.

Helm’s Deep

The darkness in my heart is not a mere shadow. It is so strong and destructive that it killed a man.

But that man embodied a light that could never be overcome by even the deepest, toughest, most brutal and insidious darkness. He was stronger than it then, on that day when morning breached the hold of night and life breached the stronghold of death.

And He is stronger than that darkness still, even in this moment now. Whatever it is that has taken hold of your heart and seems to characterise your very self. I don’t care what it is. Pride, insecurity or niggling inadequacy, rash words, lust for approval, striving for affirmation of worth, depression or worthlessness, or whatever else. This isn’t about platitudes. It’s about freedom.

So come breach the walls in my heart. It’s Yours for the taking.