Heart revelation…


Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, his mother: “This child is destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be spoken against, so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your own soul too.” Luke 2:34-35

So that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. Without our Lord, revelation of our hearts lies stagnant. His saving grace and our rejection or acceptance is what reveals our true motives – our understanding of love – our decided forgiveness. He is our revelation, so that our hearts may step forth Holy covered in His blood. Without Him, revelation would end in certain destruction, an end of our life, mourning, without peace.

I don’t know about you, but I am sure glad He came. That God sent His son that I might be saved. That the revelation of my heart will only reveal His goodness and my sin will be moreover pressed down under His loving faithfulness. The revelation of my heart is certain to be good as moved by Him, but I still stand pierced at times with sorrow, wondering what will become of my uncertain soul in the present.

Piercing sorrow hits and circumstances roar. Mary watched her son be persecuted and die on the cross. His pain undoubtedly doubling her over with uncertainty.

And I watch his or her life pass next to me, unsure of how this could ever be towards the greater good or reveal His higher calling. Uncertainty rings loud when only the death is seen. The revelation not yet found. His heart yet to be revealed. But we do know again, that because of Him there is revelation.

A new understanding. Something new revealed. Perhaps not at the point of death and suffering, but upon the sunrise of the third day. The joy that comes in the morning for those whose hearts find themselves resolved to His grace and mercy. The morning fills itself with His promises, most certainly when we choose to claim them in prayerful belief.

And so what is revealing itself in your heart during this season of uncertainty? When sorrow pierces your side and you silently observe the suffering, deeper still when the suffering is your own. Uncertain of so many things, yet one thing we can be certain of is His love. Love that came when it could have stayed. Love that brings revalation…a new beginning…be still sweet sister…new blessings await on the horizon.


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