Wednesday, April 8, 2009

For every heart ...




This is a beautiful song by Twila Paris, this one is called, "Every Heart That is Breaking" and I hope you will have opportunity to hear it.

For the young abandoned husband

Left alone without a reason

For the pilgrim in the city

Where there is no home

For the son without a father

For his solitary mother

I have a message


He sees you, He knows you

He loves you, He loves you

Every heart that is breaking, tonight

Is the heart of a child that he holds in his sight.

And, oh, how He longs to hold in his arms

Every heart that is breaking, tonight

Every heart that is breaking, tonight


For every heart

For the precious fallen daughter

For her devastated father

For the prodigal whos dieing in a strange new way

For the child whos always hungry

For the patriot with no country

I have a message


He sees you, He knows you

He loves you, Jesus loves you

Every heart that is breaking, tonight

Is the heart of a child that he holds in his sight.

And, oh, how He longs to hold in his arms

Every heart that is breaking, tonight

Every heart that is breaking, tonight

Every heart that is breaking, tonight

For every heart ...


I have been thinking a lot about a thread where we discussed the heartbreak and loneliness that most of us have had at one time or another, though some have had to endure much more tragic experiences than others. Paul said in 1 Cor 9:3-6, "This is my defense to those who sit in judgment on me. Don't we have the right to food and drink? Don't we have the right to take a believing wife along with us, as do the other apostles and the Lord's brothers, and Cephas? Or is it only I and Barnabas who must work for a living?" He finishes his defense with an illustration of a runner in strict training, and stating how he also subjugated his body to attain the crown that will last forever. Sometimes I read into this an inkling of "I wish it (bachelorhood) weren't the plan, yet I will embrace God's will for me", and wonder if he had his moments of Gethsemane, praying for that cup to be taken away. Any thoughts?

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