everywhere.

To save money, the girls and I headed for Dayton (almost 2 hours) airport yesterday to fly to Atlanta to see our dear friends.

It was nap-time, we turned on the local Christian radio station, and in a few moments, the girls were both out.

Suddenly and unexpectedly, I had something I oh-so-rarely do.  An hour of complete silence.  No dishes, no laundry, no emails.  Stretches of beautiful road and beautiful countryside ahead.  Worship music, some I remembered and lots I didn't that has come out in the last years, drifting around me.  Songs of His faithfulness.

Just as suddenly and unexpectedly, God was with me, just as He always is, but heavier.  Meeting me in a rare quiet moment in a rare loud way.  

The quote of the day on the station they were sharing at every commercial break was, "The only way to change your life is to change your heart."

As soon as the man said it, my heart resounded, "But you can't."

I can't change my heart.  I can barely get it to do a single thing...can hardly get it out of bed in the morning. I can change my schedule, change my spending, change my clothes, change my nail polish, change my alarm clock.   But I have, thus far, been quite unsuccessful with changing my own heart...and therefore the fruit of it: my focus, my attitude, my spirit.

On my own, I can barely budge my heart off of it's self for a passing moment, much less change my heart and life.  

I praise the Lord that most days, I am just too tired, too needy, and too hungry to make much effort at changing my own heart.  

But I'm RIGHT there asking Him to.  My foot hits the floor asking Him to.  My breath flows out and in again asking Him to.  My head hits the pillow asking Him to.

And He does.   Seeking Him, He is found, even in a quiet moment in a quiet van on the road to Atlanta.  He is ready and willing and ABLE.  Able to change our hearts.  Able to change our attitudes. Our focus.  Our "who I am's."  Our "this is the way it is's." 

I Praise Him.  

Only He can do that, and He does.  He takes this heart of mine and challenges it, helps parts of it die, parts of it redeem, parts of it change, parts of it renew, parts of it bloom.

He doesn't just show me what needs to change.  He helps me change it.  Doesn't just inspire me on to Christ-oneness, but helps me walk it.  He continues to give me as much help, as much transformation, as much challenge, as much opportunity for a new and clean heart as I can stand, and then some.  

What a God we have.  

We are from the States and speak Haitian Creole and we're in Atlanta and Matt's in England.  And our hearts?  

I admit it.

Our hearts are just plain e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e.

He reminded me yesterday that that's EXACTLY where HE is.

It's a good place to be.