What is your heart for?

More than just a part of my body. More than just a pump for my blood. More than just my strongest muscle. More than just keeping me alive.

It is so precious to feel hurts. So cherished to be broken. So pure to be contaminated with many things. So delicate to let others hold it for me.

More than just a tool to satisfy my lust. More than just a feeling to delight my greeds. More than just a hollow container for my evil desires. More than just a source of my corrupted emotions.

I wonder before why people need emotions? Why put a heart on my earthly body? Why do i need to feel all of that? What is my heart for?

Maybe im using it wrong. Maybe the blueprint of it was meant for something greater. Maybe i need to know its original design. Maybe i need to ask the one who put it there in the first place.

“Your heart is for loving Me”
“My heart is for loving God”