The heart of stone
sits within
the chest wall,
weighty and still.
It functions
physically,
but has
lost all
spiritual momentum.
It cannot
sense the highs
and lows of life,
and cannot care for others
or for self.
It is utterly empty,
and more than cold.
The heart of stone
is not born,
but made
by bitter circumstances
and painful dealings,
piling on,
suffocating life
and love.
There is but
one remedy.
A faith transaction,
giving the
heart of stone
to the Lord,
and receiving anew
a heart of flesh.
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