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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Speak!

Your love speaks, every breadth echoes resoundingly. I am moved, imagining what will become of my soul. Clear every obstacle, relentlessly kick down every single wall; desperately trying to block out the day. Whenever my soul gets anxious, Your love becomes the only thing; that can quiet my heart. Don’t allow any barriers, to come between what Your love truly means, and how much closer my heart needs to be. A realigned mind, body, soul. Speak, let Your love breathe. Let my heart, be absolutely lost to find words. Make the breadth of love so loud, let Your love be all; my heart will forever hear. Tell my heart, to hush, and just listen; for what You will have of my soul? Let Your love be, the only spoken word. Let my heart resoundingly affirm; it is well, with my soul. The softer my heart becomes, the more Your love becomes the breathless living word. My heart and soul wants to know, how to truly listen; Speak!

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