He leaned against Jesus...John 13:25a
The music was pounding. The Spirit was
rushing. Worship was beginning to flow from our hearts to His.
Unexpectedly, I was pulled to the side of my friend to pray. I was
angled just close enough to hear the racing heart. Prayer in
symphony with the human heart. Worship at its height! I began to
realize the incredible moment in God. Overwhelming was the sound;
rushing waters of praise was our surround.
Then Jesus spoke through the racing rhythms: “Only I can hear
your heart.”
Washing over me was the thought: No one can hear my heart. Even I can't hear my own
heart. In fact, I generally live in forgetfulness of my heart's
existence. Jesus, however, hears every symphonic motion of precious
blood pumping through every moment. Jesus hears what I cannot. Jesus
alone. This is God's greatest act of intimacy, to draw in close and
hear me.
From physical to personal, this was far
more than blood. This was love. This was completely consuming
intimacy. He hears thoughts, dreams, fears, doubts, emotions, joys,
hopes, sorrows – all that I generally live in forgetfulness of
existence. He draws into me to love. He draws me into Him to live.
As He leans in to hear my heart, do I
lean into hear His? Intimacy with Jesus is the intertwining of
perfect love. Surrendering myself, my heart, my ambitions, my
desires, my affections, my love to be drawn into Him and Him alone.
Hear the heart as one.
