The Psalmist David wrote in Psalm 139:23,"Search me and know my heart..." and the image that comes to mind is someone unlocking the door to their home. As for me, I invited Jesus into my heart June of 1997. Father's Day weekend of that month, I turned over the keys to Him. However, just because I gave Him the keys to the front door that doesn't mean I gave him full access to all the rooms of my heart. Could he forcefully go into every room and do a thorough walk-thru and search if He wanted to? Sure, but He won't. He's the kind who will continue to "stand at the door and knock." He won't pry open the door.
Growing up, all of our guests stayed in the kitchen for felllowship. A refreshment was offered or given if asked but don't you dare open my momma's refridgerator! To open the fridge door and help yourself meant you more than a guest...you were family. If you had permission to open the fridge you had permission to walk to certain rooms in our home such as the living room, bathroom, & patio. But even the guests who opened our fridge had boundaries. They were not permitted in the rooms down the hall. We even locked some of the rooms depending on who the guest was...Oh hush! You know you do it too! Only mom and dad had the keys to those rooms.
Over the last 14 years, I have found myself handing Jesus one key after another. Just when I thought I handed him all the keys, I realized I had yet another room that needed to be unlocked. He's turned the keys to rooms I call Fear, Rejection, Anger, Abuse and many more. After unlocking a room, He took the time to clean it of its cobwebs and dust. Yet still, there remained other rooms that becasue of shame or pride I found it hard to release the keys.
I finally realized that If Christ can not freely enter every room of my heart, then He is not the Inhabitant or Lord of my heart but simply a house guest. It was then that I handed the Master Key to the Master of my heart, Jesus.
Take a moment, to check your heart. Does Jesus have the freedom to re-arrange, clean out, or re-model any rooms of your heart? If not, consider handing Him the master key today. Allow Him to "Search your heart" and make the necessary changes. For the changes He makes are not for your temporary pleasure, but for your eternal joy.
Growing up, all of our guests stayed in the kitchen for felllowship. A refreshment was offered or given if asked but don't you dare open my momma's refridgerator! To open the fridge door and help yourself meant you more than a guest...you were family. If you had permission to open the fridge you had permission to walk to certain rooms in our home such as the living room, bathroom, & patio. But even the guests who opened our fridge had boundaries. They were not permitted in the rooms down the hall. We even locked some of the rooms depending on who the guest was...Oh hush! You know you do it too! Only mom and dad had the keys to those rooms.
Over the last 14 years, I have found myself handing Jesus one key after another. Just when I thought I handed him all the keys, I realized I had yet another room that needed to be unlocked. He's turned the keys to rooms I call Fear, Rejection, Anger, Abuse and many more. After unlocking a room, He took the time to clean it of its cobwebs and dust. Yet still, there remained other rooms that becasue of shame or pride I found it hard to release the keys.
I finally realized that If Christ can not freely enter every room of my heart, then He is not the Inhabitant or Lord of my heart but simply a house guest. It was then that I handed the Master Key to the Master of my heart, Jesus.
Take a moment, to check your heart. Does Jesus have the freedom to re-arrange, clean out, or re-model any rooms of your heart? If not, consider handing Him the master key today. Allow Him to "Search your heart" and make the necessary changes. For the changes He makes are not for your temporary pleasure, but for your eternal joy.
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