It was touching my heart again (see More Heart Shocks), not in a bad way but different. Like an aneurysm I suppose or a bubble pushing out from a piece of gum. Actually it was kind-of fun. Sometimes a leg muscle quivers after exercise and I watch it flop in spastic movement. I imagined my shirt billowing up and collapsing down over the motion.
I said a quick prayer: Lord, use my heart as your own. Guide me. Move me. Send me.
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