05/29/2026
No More a Heart of Stone
There was a time when my heart was hard.
Not hardened by strength — hardened by survival. Pain, disappointment, sin, pride, and self-protection don’t announce themselves. They just quietly build walls, brick by brick, until one day you realize you’re distant from God, resistant to truth, and unable to fully love the people standing right in front of you.
A hard heart feels safe. But safety isn’t the same as healing.
God knew that. And He refused to leave me there.
“And I will give you a new heart, and a new spirit I will put within you. And I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and give you a heart of flesh.”
— Ezekiel 36:26
What strikes me about this verse is that God doesn’t ask us to soften our own hearts. He does it. This isn’t self-improvement — it’s divine surgery. And surgery requires surrender.
I’ve been on that table.
He has softened what years of hurt had made rigid. He replaced bitterness with grace I didn’t earn, pride with humility I didn’t deserve, and indifference with a compassion that still surprises me. A heart of stone can endure — but it cannot grow, cannot be shaped, cannot be truly used.
A heart of flesh can be broken open and made new.
So when people ask what God has done for me, I don’t point to a moment or a miracle they can see from the outside.
I point inward.
He gave me a new heart.
Not a perfect one. Not a finished one. But a heart that wants Him — and that want itself is the miracle.
For that, I will always be grateful.
From stone to spirit. From broken to blessed. That’s my testimony.
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