Monday, August 3, 2009
Like a quilt is tied together with bits of string or yarn, I believe that our lives are tied together with heartstrings.
When we hear of a tragedy in the community, our heartstrings call us to action.
When we find that a friend has suffered a death in the family, our heartstrings bring to mind the ways we can offer comfort.
When someone we know tells us of their child's successes or failures, our heartstrings make us want to cheer them on.
When we learn of a stranger's struggle over a personal loss, our heartstrings evoke sympathy.
When we read about the homesickness and heartache (but also happiness and hope) of a young neighbor who is serving the people of a foreign country, our heartstrings bring emotions close to the surface.
When we learn of unrealized dreams, lost hope or broken faith, our heartstrings can cause an incurable aching which prompts us to help where we can.
My personal definition for heartstrings would be: the love for humanity that binds the deepest love and emotion in our hearts to each other.
Much like twin siblings seem to forge an unbreakable bond in utero, I believe that all of us, as human beings who share this planet with each other, as imperfect individuals who were all created by the same loving Father, have an inherent connection which defies definition.
And I think that if we could learn to recognize those pulls on our heartstrings - and to act upon them - it would be a beautiful thing.