It’s easy to convince yourself that you’ve allowed Christ to take over your heart, and to continue on with life as you always do. So often that is the case with our selfish minds. Within the past month, I’ve come to the realization that I’m only allowing Jesus to occupy 99% of my heart. I allowed that 1% to be home for what I desired for me, not what Jesus desired for me. And I long for that to change.

I recently had a talk with my dear leader Emma Foster, and I told her where my heart was with Jesus, including some past hurt that was still dwelling in my heart. She asked me if I knew of the Japanese art kintsugi where broken pieces of pottery are mended together with gold. What once was a boring plate, now becomes alive with veins of gold. Her explanation was so eye opening to what was happening. My heart is like pottery that is broken and shattered, but is pieced back together with the intention of making it even more beautiful than it originally was. Jesus is the gold that lays within those cracks. He becomes the foundation that keeps it from falling apart. He no longer is on the outside, but within the heart taking over 100%.

Slowly and surely He has filled in those cracks, and I pray one day my heart has so many cracks filled with gold you can longer see any of my original heart. Just pure gold.