Deep In His Heart, Every

Security Is Not Found In The Absence Of Danger, But In The Presence Of Jesus.

We Don't Live In The Garden. We Live Far From Eden. Every Life Is Full Of Heartaches. Every Life, Frankly, Is Unspeakably Sad.

She Is The Crescendo, The Final, Astonishing Work Of God. Woman. In One Last Flourish Creation Comes To A Finish With Eve. She Is The Master's Finishing Touch.

Somehow We Have Overlooked The Fact This Treasured Called The Heart Can Also Be Broken, Has Been Broken, And Now Lies In Pieces Down Under The Surface. When It Comes To Habits We Cannot Quit Or Patterns We Cannot Stop, Anger That Flies Out Of Nowhere, Fears We Cannot Overcome, Or Weaknesses We Hate To Admit--much Of What Troubles Us Comes Out Of The Broken Places In Our Hearts Crying Out For Relief. Jesus Speaks As If We Are All Brokenhearted. We Would Do Well To Trust His Perspective On This.

The Real You Is On The Side Of God Against The False Self