There’s nothing like a paper gown to expose insecurity issues – and nether regions that should only be viewed in private. Much to my chagrin, I had to wear one of those trashy backless sheaths for eight hours while undergoing cardiac tests. It was bad enough to be sequestered in the hospital to begin with. Unless I’ve sliced an artery, I usually just pop a Tylenol, guzzle a Diet Coke and forget about it. But when I finally called my doctor’s office after six weeks of excruciating chest pain, they did everything but call my mama bad names to coerce me to get my heart checked out.
Thus, I spent the better part of a day being poked and prodded. The good news is my ticker is fine (simply torn cartilage from an overly enthusiastic boxing workout), but the experience got me to thinking about how rarely I have my “spiritual heart” checked out. How I often limp painfully along for extended seasons before finally realizing I need God’s help.
What about you?
Do you feel like God leans in to listen when you pray? (Read Psalm 17:5-7)
Is there room for spontaneity, fun and laughter in your life? When was the last time you laughed so hard, you cried? (Read Proverbs 29:6)
Do you hear the songs God promises to sing over you? (Read Zephaniah 3:17)
If you answered “no” or “not much” to those questions, it might be time to emulate Ezekiel and schedule divine surgery: And I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I will put within you. And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and give you a heart of flesh. —Ezekiel 36:26 ESV
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