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Our hearts...an oxymoron.

Our hearts are an oxymoron.  
(don't you love that word?)

They can be extremely fragile at times.
They can be extremely strong at times.

They can be softened by a simple image.
Or hardened by a simple word.

They can be swayed by emotion.
Or stubborn as a mule.
Or steadfast...or torn.

Our hearts can be hard-packed...like snow on a -20 degree day.
Or melting...like snow on a 50 degree day.
(can you tell I live in Northern MN?)



Sometimes we don't know how strong our hearts can be, 
until we have to be strong. 

It's no wonder that God looks on our heart, instead of outward appearances. It's the heart that tells the true story.

And knowing how fickle our hearts can be, it's a wonder that He loves us so deeply and unconditionally in spite of them.

Isn't it great that He gets us? 

I'm so glad he holds our hearts in His hands.

 



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