January 17, 2018 – Places in My Heart
Your heart only weighs between 8 to 10 ounces, depending on whether you are a male or female and healthy. It beats 78 times per minute, 100,000 times a day sending around 2000 gallons of blood through 60,000 blood vessels that keep our tissues and organs fed. The heart is only as big as your fist unless you have an illness like high blood pressure.
Scientific research, over the years, has decided that the heart and brain work together, sending signals back and forth to each other and that one cannot function properly without the other, however a person can be brain-dead for a certain amount of time and the heart still beats, usually not for a long period of time.
No one has proven exactly what the soul is, but according to the Christian belief it is not a physical part of our body, but a spiritual one and even though the heart is a physical part, there is a part of it that is spiritually connected to our soul That’s why our heart aches, why we can actually feel sorrow or joy in it.
I firmly believe that the spiritual size of our hearts and soul are without measure. We are capable of all our emotions through them and yet they never seem to fill up. There is always room for more joy, more love, more happiness and sadly, yes more sorrow.
At one time in my life, I felt that my heart was like a cold stone inside my chest. I seemed to have lost all emotions because of the life I was force to lead. I didn’t feel love, happiness, joy or even sorrow, I just simply existed and functioned day to day, just trying to make it through each day alive.
Since I have become a Christian, since the Lord reconnected me with my family, and since I moved to a different level in my life, I have felt so much love, joy, happiness, and yes sorrow. I have met so many people that actually cared about me, so many people who unconditionally loved me, and all of them have a place in my heart, family and friends alike. Today I am thankful for all of the people that have a special place in my heart.
January 18, 2018 – Acts of God
In the Old Testament, when God was angry, it was clearly known by the things he did. One prime example is the great flood when Noah’s family was the only one saved. Other examples include the plagues he sent down on Egypt when the Pharaoh wouldn’t let his people go. For thousands of years, people have been taught that earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, tornadoes and other violent actions of nature was God showing his anger and power.
I can’t claim to know whether this is in fact true, certainly it is a show of his power, that he is still in control of what he created, but some of it is also caused by the destruction of man with his pollution, his mining efforts, his destruction of the atmosphere with planes and rockets and missiles and bombs.
Although there are many today that believe that God quit interacting with us personally after he sent Jesus, we need to remember that the trinity is one, God the father, Jesus the son and the Holy Spirit, so if we say God spoke to us, we are acknowledging all three as one.
I’ve been the recipient of several occasions of what I believe were acts of God. There weren’t in lightening bolts or peals of thunder and there wasn’t a burning bush, but there were incidents that I believe were acts of God. Just the very fact that I came out of a 20 year, severe abusive relationship still alive and in one piece was an act of God.
There have been times, when I should have been in a certain place at a certain time, but got held up because of car problems or weather, only to find out that there was a terrible accident at the time and place I was to be at. I would call that an act of God.
Just to mention one that really sticks out in my mind is the trip to Olathe a few years back. We were taking my sis up to the hospital for surgery on her back. It was bitterly cold, snowing and icy out. We were heading down highway 69, going slower than normal because of black ice. Traffic was flowing at a slow pace, but cars were passing us, and cars coming from the other direction.
We hit a patch of black ice and the car started to spin. I held my breath, said a prayer, turned into the spin and just very lightly pumped the brake. The car turned completely around, ending up on the bank in the snow headed in the direction we needed to go. The act of God? All traffic coming and going completely disappeared, there wasn’t a car on the road. Today I am thankful for the acts of God in my life, big and small.