His Heart His Home

This heart of mine...it is where the Holy Spirit lives. When I asked the Lord for forgiveness of my sins and to be my Lord and Savior, He moved into my heart. He lives within me! This heart, full if sin, is where He lives. This heart that is full of dirt and grime is where He wants to live. When He moved in He didn't care how dirty and torn down it was. He looked around and saw all the potential and smiled. After all He had created this heart. He got straight to work cleaning out this heart of mine.

First, He tore down the curtain that had kept out the light. Now that was much better. Things were exposed that thought they were hiding. Sins that everyone could see, except me. I use to be a compulsive liar. That stopped immediately. I use to have the mouth of a sailor. That stopped too.

But other sins have been living in my heart much longer and are dried onto the walls off my heart. These are the lies I have been believing for so long. Lies like I'm not loved. Let me rephrase that. Lies like I don't feel loved. I know I am loved, but sometimes I don't feel loved.

As I was growing up I was involved in various activities like most kids. the big difference for me was that my parents didn't seem very supportive of what I was doing. When I was in band I remember them coming to a concert, sitting right in the front row, and my dad had a look on his face that said he had better places to be. I was the manager of our football team in high school and I don't remember my parents once coming to see me and what I did. They rarely asked my if I had homework or helped me with it. These things made me feel unloved.

But let me get sick and my parents were all over that. My mom was a nurse. She loved being a nurse. If I were running a fever when I went to bed, she would set her alarm clock every 3-4 hours to take my temperature. Once when I has Cat Scratch Fever (yes, it is very real. I almost died from it) and my fever ran up to 106, I barely remember my dad carrying me to the bath tub and putting me in a cold bath. Mom dumped in what few ice cubes we had. That's how I knew I was love.

But Satan likes to take the bad and stir those memories over and over in our minds until we believe his lie that we are not loved. And when we don't feel loved by our earthly parents, why would our heavenly Father loves us any more? Does He not care? I mean I got fired from that job. Doesn't He know that I needed that income? This is where Jesus is doing some heavy-duty cleaning in my heart. He has shown me time and time again His love for me, starting with His sacrifice on the cross. He continues to show His love for me by allowing me to be fired from that job so I could get a better one. He shows his love for me by hearing and answering all my prayers. Maybe not the way I want them answered but answered they are. Most of the time...no...all of the time better than what I had in mind for an answer.

Don't listen to Satan's lies. If you have never trusted Jesus as your Lord and Savior, do so now. Let Him come in and start cleaning your heart. If you do trust Him now tell me about it in the comments and I will tell you what you need to do next. If you don't tell me tell someone. That is the first step in obedience and the first step in breaking free from Satan's hold on you. If you have trusted Jesus, stop listening to the lies and start believing the Truth. Fake it till you make it if you have to, but start. I pray for each of you and the decision you make today. Love you all!

About the Author: My name is Jayne. I am a housewife desperate to give my heart and home to the Lord. Come visit me at hisheartandhome.com. And welcome to my home! You can find me on the web at http://hisheartandhome.com