Who You Are?

You are here, You are moving; touching my heart. You are here, right here, right now; fixing what is broken. Removing any doubt, that You’re not still at work. Breaking down walls, building up a stronger faith; to what is now, a fortified love. You never stop, You’ve never stopped. Yes, the love is building; my heart is proof, the love is working. Why, come what may; the love can never be torn down. The love has been rigorously tested, why I know. There’s absolutely no dividing, a coming between… heart and soul. Even when I couldn’t yet see it, the love that goes into constructing this heart of mine; never ending, and still transforming!

I can’t speak for anyone else, but this one thing I know; beauty can come from ashes. When I got lost, within my own thoughts. Your love paved the way, so I could always find Your heart. The love was always there, to take me by the heart. A love so beautiful, light for the darkness. So, Who is This? My hope, my strength, my peace, my heart; the lover of my soul. My Daddy, My Father, Emmanuel, that’s what He is to me. He is here, moving my heart; building up a strong tower. You may never get it, or understand what I’m even talking about? That’s okay, I will never be offended; but His love, my heart will vigorously defend. I’m At Home, because my heart knows; Who You Are!

Who, What, When, Where, Why? You already know Who it’s about, perhaps also you will understand the rest. The love I know; What has made the forever shift, in heart and soul. I can tell you When, (1985) I got saved. But I can’t tell you Where, I experienced the first encounter? I believe it to be 1968, the day I took my first breath… of His love. So, Why? You see, growing up when I felt I had nobody, He was. When my heart felt lost for words, His love taught my soul how to speak. As a child, my heart had a Friend; but thirty four years ago, my soul befriended. I’ve been around religion since I could talk, in church, bible summer school; but I will never consider myself religious. Religion has attempted to destroy my faith, kill the love. My grandma set the foundation, but God… had the plan. And even though I’m telling the story, I don’t believe I’m truly able to explain my heart. You can learn scriptures, memorize words. But the truth that makes the love real, when it truly moves; from head to heart!

WCR

A Love So Beautiful!

Pinch me, if my soul was to ever stop dreaming. Every day I knock on would, “would my heart ever be the same?” If I never knew Your love, if my heart never got the chance to behold; such a beautiful exchange? A love out of this world, but yet so very close to my heart. A star of such wonder, a beauty so bright. Whenever I feel lost, your love knows exactly where to find my heart. Love gazing, locked deep within… another forever embrace. Your love knows the frequency of my heart, listens to every beat there in. I don’t need to understand radio waves, to know Your love has a distinct sound. The true breadth resounds in every heartbeat, but underneath my every breath; moves A Love So Beautiful!

So many can look into the heart of love, but yet still won’t allow their heart to know; what is the true need? Love leaves most minds perplexed, in the understanding. Yet to the heart, love was never meant to be perplexing; even though still baffling to the mind. The perplexity comes in not knowing, love was meant to be experienced. The understanding comes through being enlightened, to the deeper meaning. Knowing how to feel, should never be what becomes the mystery. Knowing how to truly comprehend, will there in reveal the truth. My heart has not yet attained all, but every day will be a move closer. To discover more of the awe and wonder, within A Love So Beautiful!

WCR