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Timeless!

In this moment, in this space, in this time; in these very moments. In the here, in the now. Wherein every breath, moments to hold precious. The moments, a heart should breathe deeply, and treasure. Where time-less, becomes moments passed; to never be seen again. Love, the created timeless beauty. Within a soul captured, a heart captivated by the endless gaze. Face to face, heart in heart; through the sands of time. Two hearts, not affected by the passing of time. Two antiques fashioned, by the hand of a true artistry. Two souls embraced forever, by the light of the Son. The love on display, to showcase it was the creation, of a masterful design. For even though time passes, the love still ageless. The beauty, likened to the essence of a perennial flower. Through every season has change, the love a perpetual bloom. A love endearing, two hearts enduring the test of time. Poetry in motion, moving a heart to create such emotions. This union, of heart and soul. A love story, time tested; playing so surreal. The love true, and so real. Our love song, now and forever, to be a timeless classic. Here I am, my love; to forever be the knight, shining gallantly. Whenever the night tries, to eclipse the beauty of your timeless light. Here will I wait, forever to be the place. Where time will surely stand still, for a love never ending. In my heart, the love is Timeless; living in the moment!

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When You, Encounter Deeper!

When, all is stripped away; to show a heart exposed. Though a convincing heartbeat, for love to be truly noticed; there also needs to be, a strong moving rhythm. What love is, not the same as; what love is, meant to becomes. To what, only the true breadth of love can reveal. My soul has come, but still becoming. You may not plan, to get so deep; but perhaps that’s the place, where a heart needs to be. To be the realization, but just realizing alone; will never make true sense. If a heart doesn’t also realize, what truly makes love take the breath? Longing, still nothing without needing. Not to breathe it all in, but why becomes the wait… to exhale? Love, something worth wanting; but, something special comes through the having. Love, comes to bless the heart. But every gift requires openness, for the true blessing to be attained. I never expected, to become deep. But, love will take you there. When you believe, the destiny to be predestined!

Through an act freely giving, the love flows like a deep moving river. Likened to a pebble, gracefully moving; without skipping a beat. Making the ripples become an effect, truly profound. To become the fall, into an unfathomable depth. Deep, calls you to know deeper. But, without the stepping out to go beyond; depth will never be realized. Love is a song, but a song in of itself… mere words. If the song in part, not a love profoundly true. It all comes, back to the heart. No one, can ever claim you made it; love. But, you have the opportunity to unequivocally proclaim; your heart truly knows, what makes love Divine. Some days, the heart feelings like a wheel. The day is rolling along, but then suddenly; your soul hits, a subtle bump in the road. Even, when the day seems winding; therein becomes a moment. To look deep within the heart, to search the soul… for deeper. More than a touch, what just moves, or deeply felt. When, the love becomes truly apparent? That’s when you have truly encountered, deeper!

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When Pen…

Your love, has such a way with my heart. Your love gives my heart the ability, to express what was buried deep within. It might seem, my heart has a way with words; but it’s not so. My heart is just the pen, Your love the ink. A crimson love, what flows endlessly. Words, captured by the heart; stirred up deep within. But first, my heart had to learn how to deal; with a wayward mind. So my soul could know how to pour out the love, within a heart… moved by words. When pen meets paper, love will forever be the story. A heart trying to write down, every single drop of the love. Within every stroke, love illuminated through words. Undeniable, the love never having to be questioned. Intentional, evident when the love resonates. My heart doesn’t need a ruler, straight and to the point; how depth of love is measured. I won’t to tip toe, around my insecurities. There’s nothing impressive in the writing, it’s the love that makes the story breathe; through a love deeply felt. A heart speechless, letting the love speak; through each word!

How deep is this love, the length, height, and breadth; beyond simple words. My heart watches in true amazement, how fear is just shadows; that doesn’t cast a single doubt. There’s vulnerability, in being broken. But love can never truly flow deeply, if the unknown is what becomes the focus. Forever changed, a heart and soul gelled within, love divine. Stop my heart, let Your love be the only thing; that moves my soul. Let the love within overflow, a heart sharing a thousand stories. Expand my heart, contract my soul; let every moment be breathless. Let every breath within my lungs, be a heart captivated by the overwhelming breadth. In my heart there’s life, Your love is what flows. If You were to ever remove the love, my heart would surely have nothing; worth writing about. As long as You live deep within, the love will never end. Every time when Pen, meets paper; may it be undeniably clear, the love… is You!

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What I Owe!

Every breath, I owe You my life. You weren’t under any obligation, my debit You paid. The love You showed, why You’ve won my heart. Your love, the open invitation; make my heart, Your forever home. When darkness was the prison, grace was the key. Your love the light, shining on me. Independence, the day; Your love validated my worth. My heart, will never withdraw; let Your love be, the only redeemer. My soul made a vow, to press into You. No retreat, the value; in the surrendered. Your love painted the perfect picture, but only in the drawing closer. Can a heart truly see what was in the creation. A soul was created, to reflect the true color of love. The heart a masterpiece, painted by a deep crimson love. My heart became indebted, freedom was in a name. I don’t ever want to be in the black, knee deep in the red; under the canopy of love. Even if I don’t see it, love is… working. Building me up, moving; underneath every breath. Redeeming, that’s the quality. Profitable, what this love is. Faithful, what You are. Excess love, ever increasing; when my heart learned how to trust. My fundamental commitment, no emotional withdrawals, and never doubt the love!

Your heart, doesn’t owe me anything; but Your love gives everything, my heart will ever need. Thank You, for letting my heart borrow against Your love. When it was a soul, deep in… borrowed time. Again and again, whenever my heart needed a friend; Your love never denied me… anything. How can I ever repay, when the cost was so great? The price paid, the debt forever forgiven. You made the sacrifice, so my soul could truly be free… to thrive. Kindness, the undisputed currency. So much greater, than silver and gold. What I Owe, can never be repaid. Give me forever, to show a truly grateful heart. Like sand through an hourglass, time will fade. But not the moments, my heart, and Your love… gets to cherish. At the end of days, it’s a higher return; when the reciprocal, begets the return. The love, all my heart. All the passion within, all the accumulated desire; what I give back. A heart once bankrupt, now redeemed by a choice made. A soul now in a place, positioned to go; from glory to glory. A heart in a place, where love is forever found, and mercy reigns. Tic, Tac, Whoo. Your love has positioned my heart, to forever be on the winning side… of greatness!

What I Owe, that my soul can define. But, my heart can’t seem to find the words; to make this be easily explained. It’s a conundrum, my soul calls this love a treasure. But my heart, knows it as such a priceless love; both equally true. I had options; invest, or live wild… but free? But my soul, didn’t want to miss out. It’s not about a prosperous future, but knowing the true… predestined destiny. My heart in a place, where fear has become absolutely powerless; in the here, and now. Within a river so deep, and so wide; within the endless overflow. Where you’re filled, with so much peace; hope forever found. Finding an overwhelming love again and again, and the depth untold. To know the breadth, and experience what it is. Where death has no hold, through an inherited release. Only, if my soul could truly put it into words? Truly come up with just one thing, to explain what my heart is struggling to articulate? Oh, that would be Amazing. So, where did I meet this extraordinary love; At the Cross. And, What I Owe, Everything… I am!

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I Can’t!

• Right up front I will let you know, this is a bit longer than usual. A part of the story, that was laid on my heart this week; to write and share. May it be a blessing, may it move you… closer to His heart!

For as far back as my heart can remember, I can see how God’s love; has been my refuge. Before my heart knew how to breathe, He was already my breath. Whenever my soul wanted to hide from the world, Hide and Seek; what the heart within a silent river, played day after day. My heart knew how to be quiet, but my soul restless; not yet knowing the stillness. But God, His love always knew; exactly where to find my heart. When my soul started the seeking; His love, what my heart found… every time. The heart of a child, didn’t yet know how to truly feel; but my soul, within an embrace. Why my heart can say, without any hesitation; I Can’t… do anything on my own. Every day is a fight, but never a struggle… for my heart. Even when my heart didn’t yet understand, my soul knew a long time ago; who I am, and who is the breadth. My heart can breathe, but I Can’t… take a breath; if not through His love!

He says I can do all things, but I know; only if His love… is what moves me. He says I’m a conqueror, but I couldn’t win a single battle; in my own strength. I can tell ten thousand stories, in my own words, but I still wouldn’t be able to move a single heart. If His love wasn’t the breath, breathing through each verse. I could repeat a thousand times; I think I can, I think I can. We can say all the right words, but it takes faith to believe… you can. When I stumble, I don’t have to worry about the fall. He died, so His love can show a heart… how to rise again. So many think, that I am so strong; but I tell you the truth. I would be truly weak, if His love wasn’t the power… that moves within. What can ever compare, to the greatest love; a heart will ever know?

Let me share with you, why iWirte. Why my heart is just the pen, His love forever the ink. About ten years ago, I had a moment, an encounter; a shift within my heart and soul. I was a Christian for twenty four years, doing everything asked of my heart. Head down, heart wide open; but the journey. One faithful step forward, only to see all the footprints; get washed away. A heart devastated, just like that little boy; a heart feeling so alone. But God, He took my heart; back through the pages of my life. To show, to reveal to my heart; the times when His love… never left me. That it was His love pulling me through, from what should have broken my spirit. You see, my praying grandmother made sure from I could walk; that God’s love, would be a part of my life. Even though He had a hold of my soul, I didn’t give Him my heart; until the age of fifteen. After giving my heart, the focused was just one thing; His love. My heart was so in love, but why not. Unbeknownst to the heart of a child, God was loving on my soul… for fifteen years!

I don’t believe in fairy tales, I trust in God. There is truly nothing in the world, I want, there’s nothing my heart will ever need; than this love. The search for love was over, the very moment I could clearly see. There’s a captivating love story, written on my heart. Why my soul no longer needs to hide, because my heart will forever seek. I Can’t, I Couldn’t, I Won’t, I Don’t… want to breathe, or even take a breath. If this love, is not what moves my heart. A textbook introvert, gave his heart. To receive sight, through an awoken soul. This love will always have my heart, for when I needed it the most; His love hovered. Creating within my soul, a deeper meaning to love. I Can’t do nothing; But, God Can… do it all. Joy, Hope, Peace, Strength; a Refuge. I Can’t even take credit, for who I am. His Story, His Voice; my heart; but His Love… within. Father, everything my soul has ever searched for, found complete… in You!

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Forever; The Dance!

Forever, what it seems like. Your love, my heart; this dance. As a child, I couldn’t yet recognize; it was an unfamiliar lyric. But even though my heart wasn’t familiar with the rhythm; Your love, was the song. The Lover of my soul, what You are. My first love, the ever last; the best love my heart has ever known. The love that stills, is the love that moves; soulfully. A slow waltz, a sweet lullaby; how Your love, won the heart of a babe. A heart trying to know love, a heart needing to understand true love. It was in the quietness, alone within the stillness of my soul; where my heart was held close!

But then, there was the coming of age; a boy to a teen. A heart held within an embrace, the slow waltz; turned into a slow dance. A heart beginning to know love, a love slowly breaking down the walls. There came a day, the day I invited You in; to dance forever. Young love, a teenage heart; but it was total surrender. Oh, Lord; You, me. A heart wide open, forever exposed. It seems like just yesterday, the summer of 2019; marks thirty four years. Your love, my heart; embraced in a forever dance. A heart learning how to trust, a soul now knowing what it truly is to be loved. Unconditionally, within a forever embrace. A heart forever moved, by the rhythm of Your love; dance with me!

But then, the lover of my soul; introduced my heart to another. A love so real, a dance partner to share the dance. How unselfish, how utterly thoughtful; to let my heart dance with another. It wasn’t a tap out, but a tap in… to a master plan. How two hearts become whole, through a slow dance; through a lifetime commitment. Oh turn the music up, this is my jam; You Are My Lady, dance with me. Oh girl, I see it in your eyes; your love dances, forever with my heart. Sweet lady, the lover of my soul; wants our love to dance, into forevermore. That love will always be first, the one true love; my heart has ever known. So Milady, are you truly willing; to be a part of this dance, share this heart of mine?

Lady, put your heart forever into my hands; and dance with me. I promise, this love will never be; just a song and dance, this love is forever. Let my love, play throughout your hearts and soul; ALWAYS, our forever song. God’s love is the candlelight, our hearts forever the flame. If we fan the flame, His love will light up our heart; to forever bask in the Afterglow. Lord, whenever I get lost for words, Your love doesn’t even have to say a word. Take me by the heart, dance with me forever. Let the world disappear, all I need to see; just Your heart. Words can’t even begin to express the feelings, this slow dance; this forever embrace!

Real Love, falling in love every time our hearts meet; the hold, that just won’t let go. A presence that leaves a heart breathless, forever swept away. Lord, lady; what we have here, it’s all I truly need, to know I’m loved. Small still whispers, how this love began. I will forever hold tight, Your love; I keep it close to my heart. During the business of my mind, my heart will always take moments to reflect. Lord, a quiet stroll through Your heart; how I get to in Your love. Every day, the dawn of every morning; it’s another embrace. A kiss upon my heart, then out into our Forever; The Dance, within my heart!

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In The Process!

My heart, in the process. Faith, doesn’t make going through the process easy; faith makes it possible. We all, go through the aging process. The bringing about, what’s in the process. Years, just a number. Even though noticeable growth, with, in being mindful. The process, brings an endless change. Faith to faith, strength to strength. The preparation of a heart, to believe what will become, of relentless hope. Every action, doesn’t just produce an equal reaction. Faith without works, becomes hope not perceived. Finding peace, is a process. For a heart to know, God’s in the process, showing a heart the way… forward. Tears, don’t mean losing. Just part of the process, the means until it ends. For break through, to become a heart on the other side. You, have to go through fear process. Not let it become the obstacle, that robs you of in-sight. Success, is not an accident; the process is intentional. The process of becoming, what God has imagined… you to be. Identifying your true worth, is a never ending process. Believing, every breath is a gift. Starts, with first knowing it’s through the breathing process. Knowing who truly creates, the breadth therein? A dream, only reveals the potential. Through the undertaking, your gifting revealed. The expectation, limited only by how long it takes. To know that in every process, there’s a systematic element. The have not, because the ask was the not. Sometimes, faith gets tangled up. The stomach knotted, even though a heart tethered. The freed indeed, materialized when seen through the lens; the Grace given. To realize every touch, the processes require intentionality. The push past, the press through; whatever becomes the issue. To know the empowerment, in the blessings received. You don’t have to possess the means, just have the required substance; built on the firm foundation. Faith the substance, hope through the process. Exercised faith, precedes the needed series of change. We can feel, something truly needs to change. But if the belief system, remains unchanged through the processing. The process, can’t affect true change. This I know, whatever my heart and soul has to go through. In the affecting, through the perfecting. The substantive change in me, what becomes the undisputed evidence. God is, In the Process!

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When Love Collides!

When the day, collides with your heart. And every breath seems not enough, to sustain both heart, and soul. When the feeling, becomes likened to a soul, at a lose. Your words become a runaway, a heart giving chase… to find. Every heartbeat, knowing the breathless love. But yet a soul, colliding against the gentle breadth. How, could anyone believe it to be an accident? When my every breath, no longer has to grasp to be in control. A heart being intentional, trying to let go every meaningless restraint. My true foundation, therein to be revealed; as my greatest strength. Every collision of love, helps my heart to firmly stand… the test, of time. The deepest love, colliding against every rocky sure. The sands of time, never to be the change in depth. Every encounter, every shift; becoming a love much deeper. The presence, revealed in a heart revealed; here, now, forever. To know the true gravity, within a weightless love. In the silence, in the toss and the turns. The river, a constant flow. Colliding, breathlessly with a deep ocean. Having little strength, to keep on swimming. Doesn’t mean having no hope, that the current; won’t be soul, needing to go deeper. Strength to strength, faith to faith. Glory to glory, revealed when; the love collides profusely. A soul caught up, in the rapture therein. A heart stirred, beyond just emotions. But living deeply, in the forever. Every collision, meant to be breathtaking. The love playing, like a symphony. Every cord pulling strings, like a heavenly song. The power of love colliding, divinely with heart and soul!

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The Problem Solver!

Your love, speaks so clearly to my heart. But yet sometimes, the head gets ahead of the heart. So, tell my heart this; why do You, truly want to solve a problem like me? Is it as simple, as figuring out why this square root? Has found so much depth, the deeper Your love gets? Finding the root cause, makes my heart skip another beat? For growing up, I had a stuttering problem. Maybe it was because, my heart seemed to be such a fast talker? A heart off to the races, trying to fight a wayward battle, in my own strength. Why now, I can’t help but to let Your love; take hold of my soul. A heart trying, not to get too far ahead of Your grace. The amazing part, the moment Your love took a hold of my soul. My heart, has learned the love within deep breathing. How to control speech, drowning within a silent river. Problem solving, relearning what begets true breadth. A heart, not doing the talking. Just let the soul, do the pivotal listening. How to let, every syllable of love be profound. Not just be pronounced, as words in a meaningless exercise. A heart, can stutter on words; but the love, should be perfectly clear. Some days, my heart faced so many problems. A soul, with many problems to solve. But, the solution remains forever the same. Your heart, plus nothing; minus any doubt, Your love will never be enough. A heart, can be great at solving puzzles. But yet can’t see, when something is truly missing, in a broken world. Whenever, my heart has a problem; Your love, will forever be the answer. Every heart, will surely meet a problem. Why, my hope will never be in a man. Especially when, an unforeseen dilemma; becomes part of the problem. The solution, involves a heart question; but the answer not so clear. Where does a heart turn, for a problem solving? Thank goodness, for every conundrum there will always be. A way to reach, The Problem Solver!

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Not Before!

Before my soul, makes a move. Before my heart, skips another beat. I want to hear Your love, speaking through my every breath. Then, when my soul has resoundingly heard Your voice. But, even before my heart utters a single word. Before I take a step forward, I want to know; the place where Your heart needs my love to be? And once, I can truly say I know Your heart? Maybe then, my soul will; surely want to take another breath. For without the breadth of Your love, how can my heart truly be moved; to be forever guided by the light? Your heart is the path, Your love my amazing grace. May my heart, never again want to move. Not before, I have relinquished; holding back a single breath. For breathless is the place, Your love needs my soul to be!

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Conquer Me?

You might think, you can conquer my resolve? Just because, a subtle beat in my heart; sounds like a ten count. You can believe, you can vanquish my faith? But don’t bother, for I will never relinquish… my God given authority. A faith with a rebirth, will always show through; steeped in much resilient. You can try, to trounce my last bit of hope. But, riddled a thought would be this; how can you ever subdue, what you never had the power to restrain? Free will, is undergirded by living hope. That can’t be stomped out, without the power first be given. Some days, it might seem you have my heart backed into a corner? But, you must know this; whenever my backs against the wall? My big brother, will always have my back. The heart of a conquering lion, won’t let you triumph over my soul. So, try all you want; you can’t capsize my hopes. I don’t depend, on just having dreams; my reality is this. When passion, and desires recklessly collide? The love becomes an ocean, with a heart knowing drowning; breathlessly in a familiar place!

Even if, it seem I’m a bit defeated? Trust me, I’m just catching my second wind, and soar like an eagle. You can try, yes; you will try, but you won’t get the best of me. An overcomer, will surely be victorious. When overpower fear, meets the blood sacrifice, and words that makes it a testimony. You can overthrow a ruler, but can you tell me this? Have you yet figured out, how to defeat a surrendered heart? Getting me to raise my hand, thinking it would make it easier to arrest my heart. Raising my hands, having an exposed heart? Becomes the foolproof way, to show I’m about to get the victory… over, and over; again, let me remind you, it’s finished. You can’t crush my spirit, upend my forever. A temple destroyed, in the end; will again be raised. You can’t capture a prevailing faith, tethered to a liberated hope. Bring me to my knees, exactly where I need to be, to forever conquer you. Conquer me? Not I, you first; have to overcome the cross!

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Nourished!

Nourished by the word, Your love, my forever portion. Your heart, the eternal feast. Contentment, it fills the soul. A heart full, thankful to see how amazing grace, truly satisfies every need. In this dry, and a thirsty land. More than food for thought, Your presence is water. The most refreshing love, providing a soul with so much substance. For inspiration, for so much growth; through a health, and enlightened perspective. For the love to truly be, nourishment for every tomorrow. It starts, with what a heart consistently partakes of… today. Our daily bread, that comes wrapped to be the bread of heaven. To fill a heart, a soul knowing abundantly feed. Until there’s absolutely no need, for any other substitute like love. The bread of life, love that faithfully sustains. A heart and soul, maintained gracefully. So, when the moment creates a lack. The nurturing love therein, gives the heart a cherished way to push back. A soul, nourished by the word. A heart, deeply moved by the breadth!

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Knowing, In The Right Place!

Life, not about trying to get; from A to B, but arrive at the place. Where a heart can forever know in thee, at rest in I see You. Knowing, Your love will never fail; to resuscitate living hope. Resting in peace, within Your intensive care unit; Father, Son, Holy Spirit. In thee my heart, for my soul knows; no other place, will be able to compare. In every season, a revived faith; will always bring an enlightened perspective. New, doesn’t always mean a change; just a renewed vision. To know what, becomes the next place, where your soul needs to be. Where it truly starts? A heart knowing, and trusting. Your love, will be there too, at the same place. New life, can never be. If breathing alone, becomes the only intent. Drowning breathlessly, can also bring about, a true awakening. A place where, you truly wake from your rest. With your faith, feeling rejuvenated. A place, where hope again needs to be the restart. Reestablished, in just You. A new season, doesn’t need to become a new resolution. Just a renewed decision, to not just let your heart, end up back in the same familiar place. To see the new day as a relaunch, your heart first need to know. What foundation, becomes the true launching point, and on what you truly stand? I don’t need to reminisce, don’t want my heart to be moved, by nostalgic feelings. Not be just caught up, in the presence of love. But profoundly be ruptured, by the breadth therein. A heart taken back, to see where the love started. But also the place, still yet to be attained. A place where, a heart received first sight, but the soul knows forever, and a day. In a season of change, the vision and the clarity; needs to be one, in the same. A heart, and soul; In The Right Place!

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