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Not Just at Valentine's

How can it be that my heart makes my words?

How can it be that my heart makes my words?

When the calendar announces the month of February, I start rummaging around for anything in the shape of a heart. Jewelry, mugs, cookies, and cards serve as my personal props. And —since red is my favorite color—I revel in a world awash with this vibrant statement from the artist’s palette.

But matters of the heart reach far beyond Valentine’s Day and paint a greater hue on the canvas of our lives than we might realize. Herein lies the reason: A direct connection exists between our heart and our words. Jesus makes this evident in Matthew 12:34b: “For whatever is in your heart determines what you say” (NLT).

How often have you:

Turned from a conversation

Backed out of a driveway

Walked out of church

Hung up the phone

Boarded a plane

Left a table discussion

Departed a conference

Ended a meal

Waved good-bye to the children as they left for school

And thought, “I wish I had not said that!” Instead of sowing a life-giving seed of encouragement, a quip, a retort, a criticism, or a quick comeback overruled your verbiage.

How does this occur?

For me, it seems that sometimes a thin, razor-sharp edge exists between what I say and what I wanted to say. Why, the other day, I was shocked at my response to a an unhelpful fast-food employee. Has that ever happened to you? Like me, did you quickly take in your surroundings to make sure no one else heard you?

Well, definitively, Jesus provides the explanation we need. “For whatever is in your heart determines what you say” (NLT).

The mouth speaks what the heart manufactures. In our spiritual anatomy — at the heart of the matter — God created heart and mouth to coalesce in such a way that harmony and blessings ensue. And, words of blessing and benefit to others flow out of a heart held His Hands.

Jesus makes it clear for us, and Jesus longs to help us. He meets us right where we are—fast food restaurant or shuttling the tribe to after school activities—as we pray: “Lord Jesus, please make my heart so centered on You, so saturated with You, so solid in You, so sold-out to You, that the overflow from my heart produces words that bless.” Not just at Valentine’s.

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What are your thoughts? How do the Words of Jesus have an impact on your thinking regarding the connection between your words and your heart? Please comment, since what you have to say in significant.

“Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord my rock and my redeemer” (Psalm 19:14 ESV).

“Let no unwholesome word proceed from your mouth, but only such a word as is good for edification according to the need of the moment, so that it will give grace to those who hear” (Ephesians 4:29 NASB).

A Super Moment at the Super Bowl

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A sterling highlight from the Super Bowl might have escaped your viewing. To encourage you in your faith, a link to an outstanding interview featuring Anthony Munoz, Curt Warner and MJ Acosta is provided below.

During this NFL Network broadcast, Anthony speaks about his faith, the Athletes in Action Super Bowl Breakfast, and The Bart Starr Award.

Click on this link (ignore the ads) and celebrate the testimony of this hero in the world of sport! https://www.spox.com/de/video/nfl-nfl/2001/anthony-munoz-discusses-the-importance-of-bart-starr-award.html Please join me in praising God for empowering His servant to bring glory to His Name in a Super Moment.

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“What no eye has seen, what no ear has heard, and what no human mind has conceived - the things God has prepared for those who love him” (1 Corinthians 2: 9). Please join me in praising God for empowering His servant to bring glory to His Name in a super moment.

75th Anniversary of the Liberation of Auschwitz

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Memories of touring the death camp at Auschwitz bring a surge of emotions. Involuntarily, my brain delivers the smell of creosote, even though I sit an ocean away. Without leaving a comfortable leather chair beside my warm fireplace, visual images transport me to that no man’s land and the largest single mass murder site in human history.

The thirty seven somber-mile-drive on the winding road from Kraków, did little to prepare one for the wretched experience. As we parked our vehicle and respectfully entered the open-air museum, a gripping pain overtook my senses. My feet crossed the iron threshold which mockingly declared Arbeit Macht Frei (Work Makes Free), and their silent voices screamed out. With every step, the increasing depth of human horror defied comprehension. Though I never knew them, I met them as I visited their place of death in the Silesian camp of Oświęcim (the Polish name for Auschwitz).

Still today, their history remains inscribed upon my heart.

How can I ever forget the heart wrenching reminders of their lives — their clothes, shoes, suitcases, kitchen utensils, eyeglasses, and dolls? Each article represented a human created in the Image of God. From cities like Warsaw, Łodz, Kraków, Katowice, Prague, Berlin, Bratislava, Breslau, and Vienna, mostly Jews, they came. Cattle cars brought men, women, and children, from Poland, Albania, Austria, Belgium, France, Germany, Greece, Hungary, Italy, Latvia, Lithuania, the Netherlands, Norway, Romania, Slovakia, Yugoslavia, and beyond. And 1.1 million never left.

Imagine a personal tour conducted by a survivor.

Most often, museum guides conducted tours for groups of various numbers, ages, and nationalities. But imagine a personal tour conducted by a survivor. In 1980, Larry and my father, a World War II veteran, walked the grounds of Auschwitz with Father Blachnicki, a hero in the eyes of the Polish nation, and a survivor of this death camp. Try and comprehend how they felt as he took them to view his cell of solitary confinement in the death block, Block 11. How did he survive? A clerical error led to his release.

In all of my years living in Poland, the magnitude of human agony suffered by so many remained incomprehensible. But this week, in memory of the 75th anniversary of the Liberation of Auschwitz, I offer tribute through these commemorations listed below; click the links should you wish to pay your respects. From far away — Auschwitz, Israel, and England — these words are sure to bring you close.

From Auschwitz: 200 survivors and delegates pay tribute on site

From the gates of death … (DW News)

From Israel: Visiting a Home for Holocaust Survivors

Today, we pause to remember … (International Christian Embassy Jerusalem)

From England: The Duchess of Cambridge

Duchess of Cambridge’s personal portraits of Holocaust survivors

The duchess said her subjects were "two of the most life-affirming people that I have had the privilege to meet". (BBC News)

And still more stories, these from the BBC.

[Note: My apologies for the unsolicited advertisements which intrude upon these videos.]