My heart broke!


“Mom, My heart broke at school!” Exclaimed my 3 year old as she walked in the front door, daddy following behind. I quickly looked at him in sheer confusion, to which he helped me understand, it wasn’t her actual heart but rather the small heart craft that was sent to here from friends in America. She had taken this cute little craft with her to school to show her friends and her teacher this new treasure she had been given. She (and her brother) tried all afternoon to fix said heart craft but to no avail. She was just bummed. I told her we could work on it tomorrow. 

So on the following day she was telling her daddy how all her efforts had not worked to fix her heart and that she had tried and tried and nothing worked. I called from upstairs and said, “Olivia, daddy will have to fix your heart for you!”

Do you ever say things as a parent and then directly hear God say those same words to you? This was one of those moments. 

You see we have a huge sin problem. We were born with a broken heart, an innate sinful nature. One that wants to rebel, disobey and try to do things in our own strength. Our hearts are broken. All of which point to the fact that we need help, we need to be rescued from such chaos...and we can not do it on our own. 

Enter, Jesus. God sent Jesus (the one perfect human being) to earth to be our rescuer, to save us from our destructive ways (destructive to ourselves and others) and ultimately he came to die, so that we may live. He came to fix our broken hearts (that are hell bent and set out on our own course). 

This isn’t a one time occurrence though (yes I believe God saves you one time initially from the path that leads to death) but then, daily, He is in the business of fixing our heart’s hurts and the sinful nature that creeps in that come from living in this fallen, broken world. He calls us once into the kingdom of His son, and then daily calls us to repentance. 

What a great reminder this was for me as I reflected on the eternal hope that can only be found in the person and work of Jesus Christ, nothing I can do will earn His favor, His love and His restoring power, but it’s a free gift from God. He alone can fix my broken heart. What a great reminder and joy it is to know such deep, unending love!


Thank you God for fixing my broken heart (continually) and for being the source of truth and life that gives me eternal hope.

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