Man of Two Hears: A Confession
Excerpt from “A Man of Two Hearts”
Heard a saying to follow your heart,
when most follow fear.
how do our hearts appear
when we talk of love?
A man of two hearts must soon decide
which one shall live.
and which shall die.
A rabbi with kind, piercing eyes gently stroked his beard in thought as infuriated scribes looked on in contempt. Crouched like hounds around prey, they waited for him to trip over his words…
He stopped stroking his beard and sat up. In an even and bold volume, he projected, breaking the silence of the room, “If a kingdom is divided against itself, that kingdom cannot stand. And if a house is divided against itself, that house will not be able to stand.”
These words convict my heart, and so I shall confess: I am divided against myself and I soon must decide, which one shall live and which shall die. I am lukewarm. Burn me with fire, not unto destruction, but in purification.
How do we live in the world but not of it? How do we live a life of purpose when we are plagued with habitual sin? Where do we find an identity that finally brings peace to so many broken parts?
There isn’t a system or 12-step program that can truly answer these questions, but there is hope—real hope. This hope can only come from a rabbi who truly knew what love meant and what it took. A resurrected rabbi with holes in his hands and a scar in his side—proof that his love goes even unto death. The gravity and burden that he carried is proof of his ability to triumph over the evils of the heart. His grace sees your potential and never speaks a curse. Choose your Rabbi and prostrate your soul. Decide which heart shall live, and which shall die.