We have a racoon that has come in through the cat door and stolen the kitty food.  It is not a messy robber, but we have shut the door.  Now we are safe from masked invaders in the night.

I wish I could steal hearts as easily, but doors slam shut.  Actually, I am not meant to steal hearts, only to sit in wonder at their dance.  We all dance to different music in our heads.  Kind words and sometimes bumpy harsh lyrics, telling us horrible stories about ourselves.  I’m free to listen to any song.

Free to have my heart be daily stolen by the One who set me free..