Thanks for sharing this. It reminds me of an excercise type thing we did at a retreat. Everyone had to first draw a picture of what the door to their heart look like, they could embelish it however they thought it would look like (yes this was a woman's retreat) After doing that, we then sat back and closed our eyes and imagined that we opened the door and walked in and then what all of the rooms in our heart looked like, kinda like if your heart were your home. Was it bright and well lit and happy, was it dark and sad. Mind was very open with lots of rooms, which all had doors, and everything looked okay. We sat there imagining what the inside of our heart looked like for a few minutes. It was really kinda neat when you let yourself go with it and really start to imagine it. Then the person who was leading us through this said now you are standing in the main room of your heart and Jesus is standing there with you. Well as soon as she said that many, many, doors in the rooms of my heart slammed shut. I was shocked. When she said Jesus was there, it was like someone was seeing my dirty laudry or cought me when my house was dirty. Why would I slam the doors when He was present, I was shocked at myself. God showed me that I still had parts of my heart that I was keeping from Him and that it was time to bring Him in to all the parts of my heart, even the ones I was ashamed of. This is a much longer reponse than I normally give, but it was a great reminder to keep Jesus in all parts of my life, no matter how small or how dirty I view them to be. thanks and I will try to keep it short in the future. B |