Life is a struggle. A battle. An uphill climb.
They say it takes heart, but my heart is weary. It is overloaded with pain and the cares of the world. It strives. It aches. It weeps. I feel like I am losing the battle and losing heart.
What can turn this around? Is there anything that can be done?
- I can offer my heart to the Healer of brokenness.
- I can offer the heart of this warrior to the one who leads the host of heaven.
- I can place this lost, wandering, confused, and lonely heart into the hands of the One who knows every trail and trial, every battlefield and tear.
Every step of my journey is already seen and known before I have even stepped. Every battle has Someone to come alongside me. Every hopeless moment is waiting to be filled with the God of all hope. And every desolate battle cry (that sounds more like a whisper) can find its voice in I AM–the One who spoke the world into existence.
No longer will my heart lie downtrodden and defeated. No longer will it fold inward in silence. It will rise up in the power of God’s Spirit, and I will press on. For it is not by my might or power, but by His Spirit. He will lead me to victory. I will see it. I will taste it. I will know it. My heart will know it–because my heart knows Him.
This is the heart of victory.
©Text and photo, Francee Strain, February 13, 2020. Reposted February 7, 2021.
Author’s note: This article is one of three featured in a post entitled “The Heart.” You may access the other two articles individually by searching the archives for “Hearts of Stone” and “Your Heart Can Rest.”