Prayer #50: Defibrillator
Three heart facts from PBS:
Prayer #50: Defibrillator
Why won't my heart be quiet?
When I try to quiet my body, it falls asleep. When I try to quiet my mind, it thinks harder. So how can I quiet my heart enough to pray without stopping it entirely?
Or ... wait a minute ... is my heart too quiet?
Maybe it got so overwhelmed by my stress and worry and the petitions of all the other stressed, worried people out there, that it just screamed, covered its ears, and hid under my rib cage.
Yes. I think that's what happened. It ran from pain to avoid it.
But that doesn't seem to be working, does it? If anything, now everything hurts more.
Ok, question change then. Why won't my heart wake up? Why isn't it pumped up to face You? Why can't I get over my urge to stand tall, be proud, and only come before You whole? Because the longer I wait for that to be the case, the more broken I become.
Resuscitate me, Lord. Attack me accept heat, acceleration, tension, pressure -- anything to restore feeling. Because only then will I feel Your healing, too.
Amen.
Hold out your hand and make a fist. If you're a kid, your heart is about the same size as your fist, and if you're an adult, it's about the same size as two fists.So how big is God's heart, then? How many times has it beat in the universe's lifetime? And why don't ALL our organs sound out love?
Your heart beats about 100,000 times in one day and about 35 million times in a year. During an average lifetime, the human heart will beat more than 2.5 billion times.
lub-DUB, lub-DUB, lub-DUB. Sound familiar? If you listen to your heart beat, you'll hear two sounds. These "lub" and "DUB" sounds are made by the heart valves as they open and close.
Prayer #50: Defibrillator
Why won't my heart be quiet?
When I try to quiet my body, it falls asleep. When I try to quiet my mind, it thinks harder. So how can I quiet my heart enough to pray without stopping it entirely?
Or ... wait a minute ... is my heart too quiet?
Maybe it got so overwhelmed by my stress and worry and the petitions of all the other stressed, worried people out there, that it just screamed, covered its ears, and hid under my rib cage.
Yes. I think that's what happened. It ran from pain to avoid it.
But that doesn't seem to be working, does it? If anything, now everything hurts more.
Ok, question change then. Why won't my heart wake up? Why isn't it pumped up to face You? Why can't I get over my urge to stand tall, be proud, and only come before You whole? Because the longer I wait for that to be the case, the more broken I become.
Resuscitate me, Lord. Attack me accept heat, acceleration, tension, pressure -- anything to restore feeling. Because only then will I feel Your healing, too.
Amen.