remember well...your only hope

life runs a thousand footsteps every moment and holds a thousand moments in every footstep.
life expands your heart until it proposes to break through the mere flesh in which it resides.
life wraps itself so tightly around your heart that its contents are breathed from your lips and fingertips.

when life does compress your heart, and when your heart's contents are spilled out through you very soul and being, when they are spilled onto the sidewalks of the world, when it is emptied of every thing it clung to for dear life (and sometimes not so dear),...
when you have reached this place, gaze into your emptied heart, and remember well what you see there. for that which refused to be moved and refused o abandon your heart when all else passed on to desolation...that which is there is your only hope...
take hold of it, run after it, with every ounce of strength you have, pursue it...
i looked into my emptied heart, and saw Jesus standing alone...i must pursue Him with all my love, all my heart, all my mind, all my soul, and all my strength.