Have you ever asked God to crush something you didn’t want Him to, but knew He had to?
Have you ever asked Him to take something you liked, to make room for what you truly love?
Asked Him to remove something you enjoy, for the sake of something that brings you true satisfaction?
Sometimes I think my soul lives somewhere between the mind and heart, and is bearing the tension as logic and emotion pull away from each other, straining, tearing.
I ask God to crush this thing.
But I love it…
I need it broken and swept away.
But I want it…
I’ve tried to leave it.
I’ve tried to cover it, so it’s not there staring at me, beckoning.
But I can’t.
So there’s nothing left but to beg God to destroy this thing.
And that connection between heart and mind, between logic and emotion strains and screams with the tension.
And I wait.