Loved for years. Held to the utmost regard.
Enjoyed the highs. Wallowed in the lows.
Excused the flaws.
We all have them.
Cheered them on in front of and behind the camera.
The apple of my eye.
Then, unbeknownst to me, my heart started to fail.
Each disappointment from them led to a blockage.
Every tear that fell slowed the blood flow.
Argument after argument, tumors were formed.
Slowly dying and none the wiser.
They mean it when they say love is a heart condition. The joyous surface feeling clouded the true pain within.
Losing pieces of myself and not understanding why or how. Trying to pin point the problem and solve it myself. Failing every time. Thus deteriorating my heart more. Then one day. God decided enough was enough. He watched as I was allowing myself to die and, then, He couldn't take it any longer. HE stepped in.
Allowing ONE more thing to put my heart into a place where the repairs on it could only be done by HIM and HIM alone. So Lord, "I open up my heart.."
God, the Derrick Shepherd of hearts, decided that "it was a great day to save lives," and began working on my heart.
Starting with the tumors HE stated, "The battle is not yours," as he removed each one.
Then as HE began clearing the blockage, "You must believe that it gets better." Once the arteries were cleared, "And the peace of God which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."
As blood flow began to regulate, "they that sow in tears shall reap in joy."
While HE sewed my heart back up, "no weapon formed against you shall prosper."
While recovering from an intensive open heart surgery I have to keep in mind, "Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart.."
- The Wize Pig