Revealed

Nine years ago, I promised to love your heart as long as we both shall live.  When I am flippant about it, it gets tough and calloused and hard to read.  But as I hold it gently in my hands, its wounds and weaknesses are being revealed.  May my words of grace be words of healing.  May my mindful actions act as fertilizer.  May I love your heart for what it is and for what it will become, by His grace and in His power.