Badump. Badump. Badump. Badump.
Heart. Beat. A sign that we are alive.
Put your hand over your heart
Feel the tension and release,
when they begin and when they cease.
With every beat of your heart,
flash back to the memories of
pain, betrayal, and hurt when you
physically ached from heartbreak.
Now keep your hand on your chest
and remember the times of
laughter, joy, and friendship at its best.
Your heart is always working, from before birth
til possibly past your death, its job is to
beat. Constantly. Beat. For you.
Thank you, dear heart.
Two lovers sit facing each other.
They look into each other’s eyes.
Three minutes pass by, unbothered.
Slowly, with each second,
their heartbeats begin to align.
Syncing in rhythm, beating together,
a phenomenon studied by researchers,
and inexplicable by logic.
How beautifully designed we are.
Thank you, Creator and Author.
Jesus, can I dare ask that I fall so in love with You
that our heartbeats align?
Align my heart with Yours.
I want to know You more.
As lovers’ hearts beat in rhythm,
Let me be so in love with You
that when I gaze into Your eyes,
Our heartbeats begin to synchronize.
Yes, Father, let my heart be so in tune with Yours
that when Your heart breaks,
And yes, God, I know it’s a dangerous prayer.
But You have asked me to abide in You.
And in doing so, I want to seek Your will
above my own, so that when
Your plans come to fruition, I can
Thank you, my Provider and Lover.