I've been thinking of the subway system in Moscow. It's random, I know. Moscow has the most beautiful underground in the world. Every station has a different theme. One is in honor of Mendeleyev (who discovered the periodic table) and each tile has a different periodic symbol on it. The chandaliers are models of atoms. It's phenomenal. Russia is in a horrible economic struggle right now, but the city government keeps spending money on its beautiful subway system. Most tourists don't take the underground - nothing is in English. The city doesn't gain extra revenue by keeping it updated.
It reminds me of my heart. I should keep it beautiful. Not everyone will get to see it. A lot of people go jogging to look better. I want to keep my heart beautiful. God sees it.
The subway system keeps the citizens proud. Not an unhealthy pride ... but enough to keep them afloat. When I keep my heart right with God --- well, I have good days, I love more generously, and I give willingly.
Why should Moscow stop working on the subway system? Why should I ever care more about this temporary body than my eternal heart?
It reminds me of my heart. I should keep it beautiful. Not everyone will get to see it. A lot of people go jogging to look better. I want to keep my heart beautiful. God sees it.
The subway system keeps the citizens proud. Not an unhealthy pride ... but enough to keep them afloat. When I keep my heart right with God --- well, I have good days, I love more generously, and I give willingly.
Why should Moscow stop working on the subway system? Why should I ever care more about this temporary body than my eternal heart?
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