How frustrating is it to watch Your children stumble over the same cracks on that same road that we've been on before? Hearts continue to harden, heads continue to turn away and for what? For a world that only gives us this momentary pleaure- and like fools we continue to run back to it.

When will our heads and our hearts faithfully turn to You?

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”

I wanted to harden my heart, to not feel as vulnerable as I had a few months ago. But now I realize, opening myself, putting everything down and possibly humbling myself before You gives me nothing to lose.