A Resilient Heart

I’ve gone through things. Everyone has in one way or another. It feels as if each time I let my heart get pierced or I feel the hollowing out of it in the midst of the situation, it still retains the ability to repair itself. A thin sheet of scar tissue weaves around the shape. The layers build and build until what was once thin sheets of healing turns into a thick wall of protection, distrust. But God. God knows the exact spot on my heart to touch where the layers peel back for Him. They open up to some people, let some people in past the damage, but for Him they are completely withdrawn, the core of my heart visible to Him and vulnerable in His security.