Tuesday, October 2, 2012

How Icy is Your Heart?

I went to Italy a few years ago—the art and architecture of Rome was as breathtaking as I had heard. The beauty of the Vatican was beyond description. The ceiling of St. Peter’s made me think about the intensity of a man who created for God. After months of lying on his back painting the hand of God he had a personal encounter with Jesus—and isn’t that what it is all about? He received salvation. This did not set well with the church and an argument on heresy ensued. He disagreed with the teachings of the church and lay down his painting to move to Florence.

It was in Florence that he began to sculpt. There are entire rooms of his “practices”. He would sculpt an ear—over and over until he got it right. I was amazed and enthralled with this man who was driven to create. This man “created” at great cost to his personal life. He obviously knew God and knew the word (even though in that day the common man did not read the Bible or know the word) because his art reflects it.

While in Florence I went into the Rotunda that holds David—there are no words to describe that feeling. I could try and produce a flowery recitation but it would not begin to describe even the sheer size and magnificence of David or the fact that this rotunda was built to hold David.

They were cleaning and inspecting the sculpture—I think that made it even more spectacular. There was scaffolding up the entire left side. There were 3 people inspecting and dusting the statue at the same time—each at a different level! I could not even speak at the detail, the “realness” of the statue, the heart of the man who poured himself into his work and obviously did it as a tribute to the one he had come to know and love.

I recently had a vision that reminded me of this whole experience---I saw a HUGE ice sculpture. It was beginning to melt, then it would refreeze, melt and refreeze, melt and refreeze, reshaping as it did so. Circumstances would come along and change the atmosphere again melting and refreezing. There was activity to keep the original shape in the beauty. The person was stressing, fretting over the melting and refreezing---stressing over the morphing shape that was not the original. Am I too close to the heat? Moving situations, continuously trying to change circumstances to reshaping the sculpture. That would be like Michelangelo practicing on the huge stone that became David instead of the smaller pieces.

Flirting with sin through lackadaisicalness is still sin. Melt.

Making excuses for disobedience is nothing more than sin disguised. Melt.

Trapped in the mundaneness of life instead of rejoicing in the day the Lord has made. Melt.

If you were stripped naked what would you hide behind? Melt.

What is the area you are compromising? Melt.

What is the one thing that you do not want anyone to see? Melt.

Where do you reserve your heart from God? Melt.

Where do you compromise on the word? Melt.

Mark 7:13
Thus you nullify the word of God by your tradition that you have handed down and you do many.

What I hear the Lord saying is—I told you to watch the signs and the times, even as the seasons are changing so are my seasons changing. Though your ice sculpture is nice, you aren’t the sculptor—I AM. The reshaping you have done is nothing more than additions to what I have made. I am taking you back to what is beneath—it is mine and carved from the Rock. Take off all your excesses. This is no longer a season a self-protection but a season of maturity and a solidification of who I am and who I created you to be—a solidness that will draw the world.

Jeremiah 31:2-6 (NKJV)
Thus says the Lord:
“The people who survived the sword
Found grace in the wilderness—
Israel, when I went to give him rest.”
The Lord has appeared of old to me, saying:
“Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love;
Therefore with loving kindness I have drawn you.
Again I will build you, and you shall be rebuilt,
O virgin of Israel!
You shall again be adorned with your tambourines,
And shall go forth in the dances of those who rejoice.
You shall yet plant vines on the mountains of Samaria;
The planters shall plant and eat them as ordinary food.
For there shall be a day
When the watchmen will cry on Mount Ephraim,
‘Arise, and let us go up to Zion,
To the Lord our God.’”

Watchmen—how are you praying?


  1. As you write about ice sculptures, I am challenged by the whole thought of the heat of God's love. Actually, seeing that the Love of God is the strength behind His transformational power as well as His warfare. That love is more powerful than anger or social justice. Yet because of the changing seasons, my heart goes out to those hearts who are growing cold because the intensity of opposition and the level of attack that just keeps coming against them, wave upon wave. Lord we don't want our love to grow cold.

    We therefore pray for the fire of your burning heart to warm our lives. Burn Holy Spirit in us, that we may not run from our position or try to hide when we feel most exposed. Yes Lord, even if the heat causes us to melt, then we can move and flow as you intended. Let your love burn brighter and become more and more a part of us. Let your Kingdom come, Let your Glory shine! Let your will be accomplished fully!

  2. Only God's Love can melt stony hearts; by the melting away of those stony hearts God is able to give us a heart of flesh that only He can mold and change and bring to maturity. Destiny in God is beckoning.