Beating, beating beating, if your heart stopped beating...
My beating heart. It’s something that always seems to be on my mind lately. I feel my heart beating in my chest; aware of when it speeds up and when it slows down. I notice how those muscles tighten when I feel worry or stress. I feel the lightness that laughter brings. It’s an awareness that is new to me. You see, my dad had a heart attack last year at the young age of 51. We almost lost him. I stood in the hallway of the ER while doctors shocked my dad’s heart back to life 3 different times.
This wasn’t my family’s first bout with heart problems. A little over 8 years ago, my mom received a pace maker. It corrected a problem that she had lived with for years. But at 42, a pace maker is the last thing you want to hear your doctor recommend. Heart disease, high blood pressure, and high cholesterol - they all run rampant in my family. There are times that I feel that my heart is quite literally a ticking time bomb.
After my dad’s double bypass I felt an urgency to start taking better care of my heart. It became a huge priority to me to lose weight, to start eating healthier, to exercise more. And I started reading a book on heart health. The problem with reading the book is that every time I opened the pages I felt a rise in my blood pressure. As I read about the importance of reducing stress in my life, I would start to stress about how I would make that happen. Instead of focusing on the good I could do for my heart I would let the overwhelming flood of what ifs enter my head …
“What happens if I do everything right, but it doesn’t matter because my genetics predispose me to having a heart attack? What if I don’t catch the early warning signs? Will this be the way that I die? Will my heart stop beating and that will be the end of it? What if I can’t get to the hospital fast enough? What if my children are there to see it? What if I die but my kids still need their mommy? What if I’m not ready to die??”
If your heart stopped beating
The end of all you know
Has the life you just stopped living
Left anything to show?
Have you wasted so much time!?
Do you know what it’d be like
If your heart stops beating?
So what if my heart does stop beating? What then? It shouldn’t matter, right? I mean I would hope that I would be missed. And I want the best for my husband and children. But I know that they would be loved and cared for even I wasn’t here to do it. So the real question is - Am I ready?
Tell me what you’d do if
You knew this for sure
That every breath that you breath
Will be accounted for
Would it make a difference
If you knew that all your life
Is being seen by the maker of all?
Am I living like this? Like my every breath will be accounted for? I don’t want to be scared to die. I want to live my life for Christ and know that when my time comes I’m ready to face Him.
If the heart that pulsed within you
Always lived like time was short
Would the world that is all around you
Come to see your Lord?
I want to learn to live like my time is short. I want people to see Jesus in me. I want to not be scared of dying. It’s going to happen eventually, but I want to rest in the fact that God already knows when and how. He has a perfect plan for my life. I need to trust him while my heart is beating and when it stops.
Beating, beating beating, if your heart stopped beating
“Heart Stops” by David Dunn
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