I Get Lost!

It doesn’t matter how I try, I can’t seem to help being at a loss. Whenever I try to express my heart, it’s another moment… being utterly lost. A heart so at a loss… sometimes. The sum total, that brings it all together. Abandoning any predetermined thought, to let the heart find; what is the right direction. A heart lost, but a soul left in awe. I can write it down, but are you truly able; to read between the lines? I get lost, in a place where you can always find my heart. Most of the days, you can find me there. At times, it’s a heart breathless. A soul gasping, how I know I’m truly breathing. Even if you don’t get it, may your heart have the understand; to what I’m trying to say? I stepped off the sure, let faith bring my heart to a place. Where swept away, a soul wanting to be lost… in the depth. A place where my heart has been learning, breath is not what my soul needed; to know how to truly breathe. Lost, not out of what you see; but in a glimpse, into what my heart can find in words… to share. When, my heart gets a chance to reflect. Words, that becomes the problem; I can’t find them. Yes, I get lost!

My soul, will never be found hopeless; just a heart lost, in the moment. If you asked me years ago, could I have foreseen; finding my heart in a place like this? I would have said no, absolutely not. But it seems, a silent river has arrived; a predestined destiny, lost… within an ocean. The encounter, finding myself. A heart coming to know, what profoundly lost looks like. A heart in a good place. All my heart truly needs, all my soul is finding… being lost. In this place, it’s a heart full; the reason being fulfilled. I can bare my soul, expose what’s in my heart. But words, won’t explain being captured; within every captivating moment. Within a heart being grounded, a soul being truly free. You find yourself at a place, where you therefore have freedom; to explore what getting lost in love, truly means. A heart trying to articulate the love felt, in a heart moved to pen down… all that is heard. Words, I Get Lost!

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Fun Friday; As The Months Pass!

January, oh January; on the calendar, my eyes thee as first. But, in my heart; thy love will never be first, last… ing; bitter is the diss… served cold. Thy nights are cold, but at last; January, that’s… “Much Ado about Nothing.” Within this heart of mine, abides a love; that truly warms my heart. A love that fills my soul, lingers endlessly within the depth. February, the month of my mothers birth. Without that, I would never be. Every so often, there’s a leap… into an extended blessing. Every heart, getting to enjoy another day. Year after year, the days will surely end; to start another March. Onward, onward; say bye, to your Jericho. Spring forward, the time hasn’t come; to stop, and smell roses. The kiss upon two lips, your heart has entered into a new season. In the cool of the day, the veil removed. Love in a new light, love enlightening a renewed hope. Every heart being able to breathe easier, for freedom reigns. April, her heart feels a move. A change taking place, love is in the air. Flowing down, into the innermost. Showers of love, the blessings therein. Touching the surface, but flourishing what is seen; through the coming bloom!

May, oh; may I tell you about my May flower. Her heart, stunning; so beautiful. Her love, shines so bright; shimmers, to show a mother’s love. It’s the month we wed, the very moment I said; you’re my forever. Oh, how my soul; still basking in her endless glow. Oh, Father; oh, father… time has gone; thank you, for all the years. They have come, they go; the seasons change, but Your love… forevermore. I can never stop time, with every breath; may it be a heart changed, within every season… to come. June, no one could ever mistake you, for September; confusing a six, for a nine? A change in season, will fall squarely on your shoulder. Hearts leaning into you, with such high expectations. Love, for the summertime. July, being seventh; doesn’t make it independently perfect. First the creation, perfection; what precedes all that is seen. August, the eighth wonder of the year. Not the month, you see; but what became of it. A wonderful creation came to be, my wife… is she; yes, glee. Que sera, sera; “whatever will be, will be!”

September, oh; September, within you another fall. Leaves falling, the color of love dancing; grooving to the autumn breeze. The nights are crisp, but hearts are not swayed. The days are just right, how can you argue with being alive, being able to breathe it in? Earth, Wind, or Fire; September, you’re groovy. October, the season to lean back, maybe even act a bit cool. Feeling the nostalgic vibe, the chill revisited remix. Oh, please don’t fall back; into the same old humdrum. A fish in a barrel, the love for life like water; to soothe every fear. October, yes; a time to give back, the season for true thanksgiving. November, Movember; a time for men to remember. Even the strongest man, can struggle with issues. It’s not a time to hide, but a time for growth; a moment to raise awareness. Hope found, is the fundamental reason. Why faith is the key, to help get a heart through… the tough times. December, as the months pass by; know that one thing will forever remain the same. The world would never truly understand, what is a holistic perspective; without there being a Holy birth. Emanuel, the bright morning star. The light glistening in the night, shining; to display the greatness, of the love within!

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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!

Thank You, for letting my heart borrow against Your love. When it was a heart, deep in… borrowed time. Again and again, whenever my soul needed a friend; Your love never denied my heart. 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, from the choices made. 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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Water!

A love that flows, a love that reaches the deepest parts of the soul. Love deeper than a river, the depth beyond that of an ocean. A love that overwhelms, washing out what’s just seen. Real love is a thirst quencher, that satisfies a soul feeling parched; in a dry and thirsty land. When love is deeply felt, it’s a soul capsized into the bliss. A heart wanting to drown, within the moment. Love flooding the soul, the heart, gasping; trying to know how to breathe… it all in. To be breathless, within every tidal wave of emotion. When a heart knows real love, what can ever take its place? The overflow becomes the heart wanting, to know a deeper submergence. A soul breathing, a heart no longer living just on the surface. To have a deeper understanding, a heart needs to know how to define; what’s the right (shore, sure)? Where do you stand, when does the love; become the Water, you just can’t live without? Real love, is about weathering the stormy moments. A heart knowing, whether deeply is truly a soul thirsty; to embrace every treasured moments?

True love pours out, whether or not the rain falls… from your eyes. Tears, don’t mean love is losing. But it could be a moment to be lost, in the love. Sometimes in love, even with the tears running. Can turn into an endless river flowing, the love becoming even deeper. Those are the moment, that defines on What, and Where you truly stand? Love, will always require a deeper dive. For the true depth, to be a deep Water experience. A stream, without an overflow. Can still produce overflowing Water, if you don’t stop pouring into it; the love that it won’t be able to contain. It’s easy, to stomp out on sour grapes. When the moment, seems so distasteful. Choosing to make the heart a vessel, and pouring out the sweetest love possible. Can help each heart taste, how sweet the love can truly be. The love turning back, into Water. When the moment is a cup, feeling a little dry; fill it up, with new wine. So many say cross the bridge, when they get there. Only for the focus to be the bridge, and not the gap therein. Water under the bridge, can never truly be seen. If the focus, is not two heart swept away… by the love. When you pour out your soul, may God’s love be the Water… within!

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A Father’s Love!

You can write a story, but it’s the heart that needs to be able to tell the moment; when it becomes a love story. A father’s love, it’s in the presence. Within the moments, when even a gentle whisper… speaks with such clarity. Even in the stillness, the love still so powerful. Everybody, should experiences A father’s love; but it’s not every heart that gets to know, The fathers love. Some thing change, but one thing should never change; a father’s love. Like every other heart, life starts with a birth; but it’s the love, that gives the heart such a story to tell. Some heart roams the earth, without a physical father; to help paint a lifelike picture. But, unbeknownst to my soul; my heart was capitalized by glimpses of love. A presence that hovered, the feeling was in the knowing; that love is a destiny. Predestined is the place, this heart of mine needed to find. A heart on a journey, when the love made itself known!

All my life, I’ve never needed a hero. All my heart ever needed, knowing my Heavenly Father. Ten feet tall, that wasn’t the feeling. Knowing how to stand tall, was learning how stand on His love. Not as just a pick me up, but trusting Him; to never let go of my heart. His love, what gives my heart a voice. His word, what speaks when my soul needs to know; His love will be forever… by my side. When my heart had so many questions, His love was always the answer. When the sky was blue, my heart could absolutely relate. When the days were dark, my soul knew His love was the light; that eclipses all my heart was feeling. A love my soul can Completely trust, and my heart Never has to question. Even when my love kept changing, trying to understand true worth; His love never changed. But now, It’s my love that’s changing; it’s growing… deeper. I depended on my daddy’s love, and it doesn’t matter how old I get. I will always, need the father’s love. Especially when, the silent river wasn’t just lonely; but when not feeling loved, was what felt so cold!

The way He fathered, was in the way He loved. The strength I have, not because I’m strong. A brave heart, when you truly know the power… of a father’s love. “His love makes everything okay, even when everything… doesn’t seem okay.” The love touches my heart, my soul knows the breadth; my heart cries. A love so big, so strong. Yes, He’s got my whole heart, in Your hand. Upon my lips, His name everlasting. When my heart needed to know, loved. Father, I love You. This story, not about my life; it’s all about Your love. There’s no me, without You. I needed You yesterday, my heart needs You today; tomorrow, my soul will need You for sure. When I lay me down to sleep, my soul Your love keeps; Your heart, forever the resting place. Daddy, when I grow up; I want to be Just Like You. A man, after Your own heart!

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The Script; Book, Chapter, and Verse!

In written text, but sometimes miss placed the context. Agree to disagree, will never change the simple truth. Live, Move; Have our being, only possible through the breadth of God’s love. What we feel, is irrelevant to what’s in words. “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.” 1 Corinthians 13:4-5. What we face today, cannot be simplified; as just right or wrong. A heart would never truly understand; WWJD (what would Jesus Do), until you know what God said! Put My love first, and let it be last. I AM, Alpha, Omega. It’s the deFined line, between love and hate. In every situation, we’re told to do one thing. Examine our own heart, and let God be the judge… of what role His love truly played; in the midst of what you believe is truth. The truth of God’s love, should never be trivialized; as just good verses evil. Should never be dismissed, as irrelevant words… for times such as these. Every Book, Chapter, Verse; will forever play a part, in every context. “In the beginning God, created the heavens and the earth.” Genesis 1:1.

When it’s all said and done, it truly comes down to a choice. Choosing to Love, when hate… what you see everyday; becomes a heart influenced, by a tainted context. Be disturbed, be stirred; but don’t let your faith be shaken, to who’s in control. So often, we’re tempted to put it into categories; but, I… feel. The context, that should always be applied; the I AM? “For God so [greatly] loved and dearly prized the world, that He [even] gave His [One and] only begotten Son, so that whoever believes and trusts in Him [as Savior] shall not perish, but have eternal life.” John 3:16 AMP. That’s why, the passion, the truth; should always be governed by the text. Kingdoms rise, kingdoms fall; but His words are unshaken, it’s the ONLY firm foundation. You don’t have to be a theologian to truly understand. We have, We do, We still; have to apply, what’s in the text. Knee deep, doesn’t mean a place you haven’t been. The question is, what are you knee deep in? Is it in Love, or a version without the grace? God, the word that can truly provide the context; so a heart can truly see, love through the right perspective!

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Treasure!

Treasure, my heart will seek for You… night and day. Tomorrow isn’t promised, so therefore why should sleep be the priority; when Your heart is what I Treasure? Rest, will never truly be found. If breathlessly finding You, is not what encompasses every breath. Treasure, my heart will follow the map. But I still need You, let Your love be the still whisper in the night; calling to my restless soul. And if I get lost in love, Your heart will be the lighthouse, and the ocean. Treasure, finding You day after day; the only desire. My passion, my love for You; what keeps my heart going. I will pursue You, with vim and vigor; relentlessly chase after Your heart. Seek after You, sail into the depth. Dive into the deep, for Your love is true; whenever my soul is blue. A heart becoming wide open, a soul that can’t help but to find; itself sometimes drowning, in a sea of emotions. Treasure, oh how I’ve got to have You. Not just sum, but the breadth. As far as the east is from the west, it will forever be… a love worth finding. Deep within my heart, Your love will be a buried treasure. To know the majestic presence, what my soul will forever urn to know. Treasure, I will give every bit of my heart. Every ounce of my strength, to be lost in the pursuit; trying to know Your everlasting joy!

Treasure, my chest is wide open, my heart so exposed. Take it all; mind, body, and soul. Dig deep, search every crevice of my heart. May it truly reflect, that Your love is my one and only treasure? My hope, that my heart will never be closed off; from receiving all the fulfillment Your love gives. The glorious splendor, that takes every breath. But, what truly is breathing; if my heart can’t get to breathe; for You, and You alone? Treasure, You are a one of a kind jewel. A love that doesn’t just shimmer in the day, it absolutely glistens in the night. A love so precious, that it captures every gaze. A love so spectacular, it captivates the imagination. Everyday, my heart will be on another treasured adventure; to know the stunning beauty. A soul treasuring every moment, through every thesaurus encounter. A heart seeking to know why, my soul would ever be worthy; to have this glorious treasure? Without You, my heart could never shine bright. A shining example, that’s what this love will forever be. My heart will put it on display, let the whole world see. But, show You that Your love will forever be; my only Treasure!

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Song Inspired; Love Train!

Conductor, take over. Lead us, back to Your heart. Your love, not just the spark; it fire, set our hearts ablaze. Let Your kind of love burn deep, within our soul. So deep, that we can’t Even tell. Where Your love ends, but our heart truly begins… to breathe? Direct our hearts, let love not be just a performance. But a heart transmitting so much love, that it sounds angelic. The rhythm, the beauty; it’s within the tone. A heart conducting itself through compassion, showcasing that deep down; it’s a love symphony. But, before there’s an arrival; there first has to be a departure, from what ties to hold the heart back. So, we train our heart; and monitor the condition of our soul. How can a heart know the true destination, without making an intentional choice? Love, always has some baggage to carry. Bring it, but check it at the door. Unchecked emotions, will always get in the way. An Open Mind, where always love starts. Having an open heart, how you experience; a love connection!

When passion becomes the moment, let your heart take part with a love that fills. May your soul, truly be stimulated; with every food for thought. Don’t be tempted, to partake in a one sided menu. Broaden your horizon, if you truly want to see what; true love has to offer? Why, you have to look through a different view. A change of heart, only begins with a change of perspective. Stepping into love train, will never be… a stationary decision. You have to truly give, to get a return. A heart truly moved, by a love echoed… in return. The first stop, will be the Olive branch, then Real Love, and then on to Respect. Love, will never get you to a place called Peace; until you first find a place named Hope. It’s a journey, a winding road; called life. It’s not about where you start, but where you end up? Love, is not about a heart getting to a place known as Utopia; but a soul being in a place, called Freedom. A heart not restricted to the day, but knowing how to see… beyond the moment. Love is not to make light of the situation, but enlighten how far the distance, love still needs to travel; to get from Head, to Heart!

When you can see the world, through a different kind of lens. Your heart will know, we’re brothers and sisters. So, don’t miss the train. It’s time, for every heart to get on board. Where the love train will take your heart; you don’t need money. Love is the ticket, that will change your perspective. Love is an oldie, but a goody; that leaves an impression. If you don’t want to take my word, get on board. You will see that Love is electric, when hearts can sing in unison. Souls singing the same song, in true harmony. One sound, the sound of togetherness. The soulful sound, a resounding love; we are humanity. May our hearts, not let love be just a word; but a lifestyle. At the end of the journey, will you have; A Love Story? People all over the world, everybody; join hands, Start a Love Train!

• Love Train, a song by The O’Jays; that was released in 1972.

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Even!

Even when, love doesn’t seem like it’s evenly matched; it still needs to be, evenly distributed. The number doesn’t have to be even, to be perfect. A split right down the middle, can still mean a heart… completely broken. Even-keel, defines stability. But if you don’t know, what truly makes your heart centered? How can your soul, truly be grounded? Even though, we try so hard to adjust our thoughts; we can still see through a tainted view. Why, love needs to be the lens that enlightens; true clarity for our hearts. Sometimes I feel, my heart is just too heavenly minded? Being, earthly; not doing my heart so good. God, Your love comes first. But I see, how so many think of it last. Set apart, so I stand aloof. Watch the reign, my heart cries. So many think, true love is feelings. But, it’s in the knowing; what love truly means. Not in the seeing, but understanding… the creation!

Lord, WE need change, let Your love illuminate the truth; change first starts within. Why should a heart cast stones, when the ripples will affect so much? Even, not even Steven. God’s love forever reigns, Even; when the hurt seems like, a glimpse into hell. His love, is still Heaven. Even when, we can’t find the words? His love is speaking, to let us know; where true hope is found. But, our hearts have to be truly listening. We don’t need to chase after things, just relentlessly pursue His heart; to find All we need. Lord, whenever what we see, is enough to shipwreck our faith? Drown us deeper, within Your grace. Until the true depth of Your love, is revealed. Your love is the only anchor, for a capsized soul. Even when, waves of emotion are an endless rain. Your love is the ocean, for every bottled up tear. Your love is water, the air; in every breath. Even when, strength to find hope seems lost. Courage, can show a heart; even then, hope is never lost!

Even when, time on earth is done. Forever, will still revolve around Your love. Still in control, Your love is the only consistency. Why, we should let Your love be; what truly moves our every breath. Even though, a heart lives a well-balanced life. Three square, but trying to settle the score. Still leaves a soul, with some food for thought. When my heart is broken, it’s just because I know… what breaks Yours. When, we feel we just can’t find peace; You’ve shown us how to find You. At the end of the day, the only thing that truly matters; get self out of the equation. Then every heart, would truly know Your love. Our every breath, need to forever sing Your praise. When it makes no sense, our heart needs to do a double check. To see if what we believe to be love, is at odds with Your heart. We need You, but we need to want You. The hope that moves, the love that rescues. Even when, Your love is. Even if, Your love will. Even in, Your love hovers. Even now, Your love is moving. Even after, Your heart will never change!

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In A Word!

Courage, fuel for your confidence. What strengthens your heart, to fight through what tries to hold you back. Courage to battle the nerves, that say you’re just not strong enough. Faith, what gives a heart the ability; to find Strength, face what challenges your Hope. You don’t have to be fearless, just brave enough. When fear is the battle, your heart needs to face!

Strength, a state of being, a quality worth possessing. Strength influences your Courage, to take the needed action. True Strength, not about being physically strong. Fear doesn’t respect brawn, just the power wields… by true Courage. It gives the Faith you possess, the Strength your Hope needs; to never give up. It’s not about acting tough, that just might… be an obstacle. If Strength of character, doesn’t restrain the power; that transforms, how true Strength is used!

Hope, not just what you feel, but also in the expectancy; that your circumstance will change. Hope to see a change, but know where to place your confidence? You can desire something, but you still have to believe; that it will be possible. Hope found, what you heart should forever hold onto. Hopefulness optimism, means you truly have to trust; in what your Faith, is willing to Hope for!

Peace, not just a heart knowing calm; but a soul knowing the Faith, that produces Peace within your soul… day after day. Peaceful, and tranquil moments are a true blessing. But may the desire forever be, finding true Peace when; the moment seems so surreal!

Peace and Hope, takes Faith to find. The Courage to never let go, of the Strength it truly gives. What, is In A Word? What it truly means to you, and letting your Faith; tether them all together!

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