So, let me try to unpack this, with show and tell. About a heart always on the go, a soul that knows how to press through. The move sometimes heavy. Not from baggage, not even from people who just want to put; your heart in a box. I can handle the weighty labels, and I will do my best to keep my family. From being labeled as anything… but strong; reinforced by the love of the creator. Society says to them, to get to the other side, of any situation; just keep it moving. As if that all a heart will ever need to do, but when you unpack it; life isn’t that easy. Everyone knows how to take a breath, but not everyone knows how to truly breathe. Every breath gives life, but even just breathing; can be difficult for so many!

Forward thinking, can help a mind stay a step ahead in life; but looking up, where hope is found. Getting to the next level, needs faith… to believe. Sometimes you just need to ask your heart; “who’s moving in, what’s breathing out?” We tend to focus our attention on the mortgage, the rent; the buying and selling. Everything in the world definitely has a price tag, but the question is this; “do you know the true sacrifice, and who paid the ultimate price?” That’s how a soul truly knows, how to look forward to a brighter day. The flesh can get weary, but the heart of a warrior; doesn’t let the mind dictate… where true strength is found!

Tired, doesn’t have to mean defeat. Overwhelmed, doesn’t mean won’t overcome. Broken, doesn’t have to mean shattered. Fragile, doesn’t need to mean; what’s inside is easily broken. A label, doesn’t define the resilience… packed within a heart. Whenever the glue seems to be coming undone, and the sticky side just won’t adhere. Don’t ever believe, the labor of love is in vain. When the love for, needs a refortification; between heart and soul. Regroup, reapply with a little more vigor; then go and conquer, your own doubts. During any move, the cupboard can look a little bare. But that doesn’t have to mean, that your heart doesn’t know how; to make the blessings overflow, this is a move!

So many things these days are breakable, but for me never the bond. Between my Daddy’s love, and my heart… it’s a forever hold. His love is the movement, that carries my heart, the wind that lifts my soul… to higher heights. For years my heart has been on a journey. Forever on the move, and always in a forward momentum. Along the way, Me, Myself, and I; have learned the art of, departmentalize. I’m not one to worry, my heart finds it a futile activity. Instead, I trust, and will forever believe; in the love that moves me. I can say with every certainty, without a shadow; His love is why, my heart is moving. And knowing His heart, why my soul is… forever Moved!

WCR