His Hands Hold My Heart

Celtic ring  The ring you see pictured here is also on my right hand.  This ring is of Celtic origin, and is called a Claddagh Ring.  To the wearers it is a ring of great symbolism, and to me it has a symbolism as well.  When I was thirteen I was given another ring; a simple silver band with the word “Purity” engraved upon it.  I wore it for five years, and at my graduation two weeks ago put it away in my drawer as my dad requested I do.  In exchange, he gave me a new ring — the Claddagh ring — to wear on my right hand rather than my left.  Now that I am 18, my father deemed it time I leave my left hand empty. 

Taking off my old purity ring doesn’t mean my committment has lessened.  Rather, it has increased.  I am now in the time of my life where a relationship is a possibility.  For me, this can serve as more of a distraction than a blessing.  This time must be used well and for the Lord, to focus more giving my heart to him… just as my ring implies.

To me, the ring has three features that symbolize where I am in my life.  First, the heart.  The heart is the center of who a girl is — who anybody is.  It is their soul, their being, their innermost part.  It is this heart that must be surrendered to God, and that is a daily committment.  Over the last couple months I have found that my surrender to Him has lessened.  As a waitress I often leave the house at 6:30 in the morning, and don’t return until 3 pm.  The first thing sacrificed has been my time with God.  This must not be so for my heart to remain where it belongs…

In His hands.  The hands on the ring are the hands of Jesus Christ, holding my heart until the time that I am to give it away.  He holds it there; he holds ME there, in His care and protection.  He wants to be my everything, to be my God.  Do I have other Gods?  Is marriage my God?  He must hold my heart — not anyone or anything else.

Finally, God crowns it all.  The crown on the ring is God’s will and plan for my life.  It is the guide and direction over my heart as he holds it.  My heart is not “on hold” as I wait for the one to give it to, but is continually under the shadow of God’s presence and thus can perform all He desires. 

Purity is a committment that lasts a lifetime.  However, this new ring is less a “purity ring”, as I had before, than it is a “promise ring”.  Purity has become a lifestyle for me — my struggle is not so much with keeping myself pure (although my thought life is always in need of cleansing) but with keeping my heart trusting. 

As one dear friend wrote in a graduation card to me:

“At times like these we tend to want to give lots of advice from our own experiences but I think you’ll find there’s only one thing that everything else comes back to in life, and that is:  TRUST GOD.  He cannot fail.  He is all that will ever make you what you desire.  His love is so much more than we can ever grasp in this life.  He is so faithful.  When all else is difficult, when failure comes, when doors open and close, TRUST HIM!”

Dear young women of God — trust the One who holds your heart.