An Update

Dear Reader,

You may not have noticed, but I've made a few changes to my blog.  For one, my profile photo was very overdue for a change.  As the week goes on, I might make some other slight changes...be forewarned.  ;)  But one of the biggest that I want to share here is that I no longer have an "about me" page.

Why?  Well, I've been thinking about this for a little while.  Do I really need a page talking all about myself?  I know you, as a new friend, might want to know more about me.  Don't fear, you can still read the important details on my sidebar. =)  But because of that change, I added a new page.  One that is very close to my heart.  It's a story of love.  An analogy that has been growing in my heart.  Instead of reading about me and my blog, I want to you read this story.  Read about redemption, His love, and our Ransom.

But here's a quick preview if you're interested.  =)

Once Upon a Time, there was a beautiful land ruled by the King and His Son.  The country was free from famine, doubt, and fear, although evil lurked in the mountains far to the west.  The King guarded his people wisely, caring for them as a father to his son.  He loved them.

When pestilence came to a distant land, the King opened his arms wide to accept the battered strangers.  They poured in by the thousands – torn, tired, and ragged.  One in particular, a shabby orphan girl, caught the Prince’s attention.  She was not beautiful; her clothes were mere rags.  But the Prince loved her and waited for the right time to show her His affection.  She was foreign without the typical light complexion and gentle smile of the Kingdom’s citizens.  Lines creased her forehead and her hair was matted down her back.  Despite her appearance, the Prince waited, yearning for her to return his warmth, his love.

But she didn’t.

The girl was brought into the village, fed, clothed, and cared for.  Without parents to guard her, she was vulnerable.  Thus, the King showed her special favor, watching out for her tenderly.  But the feelings were not mutual.

As enemies from the west stormed into the country, the maiden exchanged grace for treason.  She joined the enemy and gave them vital information to the castle’s security.  Her heart turned black and twisted.

Who could trust one like her?  As the King and his Son once again returned peace to the nation, the enemy carried her away to the west.  They mistreated her.  They beat her without mercy.  They tore her heart and trampled her soul.  And finally she was left in a dark dungeon as her life blood poured out onto the ground.  Her eyes closed, her breath became shallow.  But worse than that was the horror and scars.  She had betrayed a friend and received her due.

But as the sun set one last time on her horizon, her swollen lips opened with a final plea.

“Help me.”

It wasn’t a demand for justice.  As a babe reaching out to her father, her heart yearned for someone she could trust.  Someone who would love her.  Tears raced down her blood-stained cheeks.

“Help me.”

The words echoed through the dungeon, mocking her as she sank back against the cold stones.  Her strength was gone.  The color faded from her cheeks as the moon rose high above the defensive castle walls.  There were no stars to lighten the darkness of night.

But her words were not lost.  They traveled on the wind past the western mountains.  Still they carried on, until a Prince in a castle far away heard them.

He heard them.  And the plea touched His heart.

Read more here.


What else is coming up on Having a Heart Like His?

On Friday, I am posting a movie review before we jump into a new topic that is one that I struggle with at times... and I think many of you might as well.  I hope to see you next Tuesday for the first of that series.  =)

I love you all!  Keep living for our Savior and Prince.  ♥