My Heart Is a House

A new commandment I give unto you,

that ye love one another; as I have loved you …

— John 13:34

Love is at the center of man’s being …

— The Science of Mind, page 238

My Heart Is a House

When I was pregnant, my seventeen-year-old son said to me, “I hope the baby’s not a boy.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because,” he answered, “then I won’t be your only son, and if I’m not the only boy, I’m afraid you won’t love me as much.”

I looked at him lovingly and related something to him my mother always told me. “My heart is a house,” she said. “Whenever I love someone new, or have another child, I merely add another room onto my house. In that way, I take nothing away from the rooms that are already there. And,” she continued, “if someone I love dies, I still keep his or her room in my house; I just gently close the door.” This whole explanation was something my son could understand, and he then felt much better.

Just as my mother is an architect of the heart, so is God possessed of an Infinite Heart with special rooms for everyone.

Try the following assignment: Today, consciously add one room to your heart. But before you do, prepare the way by cleansing your present house of any unwanted, unused furniture, so your heart will shine with such brilliance that you illuminate your whole world!

Today I sweep and garnish the inner sanctum of my heart.

I purify it of all unwanted thoughts,

feelings, and memories, uncovering God.

My heart is Love. God is Love.

I am Love … Love!