Receding, the fear, the water; receding. Hearts no longer overwhelmed, tears no longer drowning out the day. Waves of emotion, clashing with the sure. The message, not in a bottle… up emotions. In the step back, the push back against the fear; how you take back your faith. Even in a dark moment, even in the darkness; hope can still be found. When it finally dawns, the truth is revealed. Shadows will cast doubts, but you control what you fear. An enlightened soul is not a afraid, even in the darkest times. Within it is a calming feeling, peace within the moment. A whisper heard in the dark, a song resounding in the night. The wind will blow, the rain will fall. Every momentary thing, even unprecedented; will surely pass away. Grow your faith, with a seed, time, and harvest!
Even when the sun goes down, don’t let your hope fade away… into the darkness. Let whatever looms, roll of your prevailing faith. When overwhelmed comes, to capsize your hope. Shipwreck your heart, flood your soul… with doubts. Don’t let it break your faith, break up your confidence. Just let it break through the fear, and watch the waters recede. A heart finding the calm, even if the place… is called a frightening moment. Swept away, is not trying to cling; to whatever you can hold on to. But knowing, what has a hold on your heart. Every day, stand your ground. Don’t ever let your faith retreat, or your hope diminish. When you position your heart for victory, fear surrenders… to your resolve. Advance your faith, and watch the darkness dwindle; at the dawn of the approaching hope. When fear the tapers off, the sun shines again. It’s not about chasing after the dawn, but how to truly thrive; living in the light… of hope. Receding, the fear, the water; will Recede! May 27, 2020
I don’t live in the past, but yet will never forget that the past; helped show how to live our best life… today. Along the way, we sometimes stumble. How we learn to walk the journey with true purpose, how we know how to rise up… stronger; go further than the day before? Whenever I have trouble standing, I lean on my rock; my resting place, firm foundation. Under the canopy, where renewed strength is found. To boldly conquer each step of the journey, not fear what lies ahead. We look to the future, but never fear what it holds. Live in the moment, by not letting it slip away. Even if every step is hidden, by the foggy moments. Let faith be the light, that shines hope on your destiny; even if the way seems unclear. Knowing, only part of what’s truly revealed. What you may not know, becomes true clarity; when the trust is transcended, by normal comprehension!
Dream impossible dreams, believe that all your dreams are truly possible. Have a dream, a clear vision; will help guide the journey. Keep your head down, to show a heart truly humbled; to not take every breath for granted. Raise your hope high, humbly fight the good fight. Life is a journey, sometimes we need to learn how to be still; to hear when your faith is trying to roar. Never let your hope be silenced, let your heart boldly speak truth. Faith gives a heart, the power to conquer every kind of fear. Within the silent moments, when you realize; every heartbeat has its own distinct sound. Strength within each rhythm, and therein lies the resounding voice. Whispers of love, the depth truly felt; when the heart is profoundly moved!
Love the life you live, live the life you get to love. For when it’s all said and done, this life is a journey. Love, what takes you by the heart. A journey, meant to be walked hand and hand… with humility. Humanity, can sometimes journey down the wrong path. Why, every day becomes another choice. Follow your heart, or follow the truth? There’s a difference; love leads the way, but the heart has to choose… to follow. One path brings the heart to the place; where the soul finds freedom, and the soul life abundant. The other, takes a heart down the path called wayward, and a dead end. If the journey, sets your heart in the wrong direction? There’s a place, somewhere in the middle of the journey. When you reach, the proverbial fork in the road; may it be called, a new perspective. The moment, The Journey; the heart with a decision to make!
Baby, baby you, me; two hearts, stuck like glue. May, thirty two years; but it only took my heart a glimpse, to see Forever. My faith in the love, forever strong. My word, my bond; that will never come undone. The thought of that, and to all those who said something different; yeah, just crazy talk. Sure, there’s been some rough times. Some parts, that have needed a little bit more glue. T.L.C, have meant different things. “Tender Loving Care,” what’s applied a high percentage of the time. But there are moments when, Time, Learn, Correction… tape; gives you an opportunity, for a do over. We’ve made it through the hard times. Had to apply a whole lot of love, when the day brought with it the rain. Even when the tears, are part of an accidental forecast. The glue makes for a quick dry, creating an even stronger bond. Two hearts determined, pledged to forever stick together. Baby, baby my heart; forever stuck on you!
Even in the darkest moments, our love still knew how to find each other. Even when a two sided opinion, becomes just one side feeling; it’s just a band-aid fix, the glue going through the test… Stress. Woman, your heart has always seen; how my love has been clingy. Stuck to your heart, just like glue. Even when our two hearts end up, on opposite sides of a sticky situation. Your love will still be fly, my cutie pie. I don’t need any paper, to tell me that. Wax on, wax off; ha. For this love, our hearts will fight. Birth pain, growing pains. The terrible two’s… times three, and of course me. Crazy love, what stuck out so often; what always stuck tightly to our hearts. A wife, a mother; the pouring out of the best inside. From the very start, your love quickly noticed to be; a crucial part of the family glue. Over the years, the glue has definitely been stretched; but always based in elasticity. The love, may not have always been super; but the glue.. Crazy. Fast bonding, but our hearts chose long lasting. Not always sweet love, but still worth sticking to. Sticking around, until old and gray. The gummy years, by any other name; just as sweet!
Girl, your candy love enabled; sticky fingers, so I stole your heart. At first contact, my heart was cemented to your love. Resistance at that point, futile. It was a close encounter, E.T…. phone home. (Estimated Time), within seconds; a heart connection, the call to Daddy God. I’ve found the one, predestined. Some days, became sticky moments. Two hearts in holding pattern, trying to work out the sticking point. What always stuck, deep within the crevices of the love, trust; the true bonding agent. Whenever the trust, seemed like it might fail? God’s love, what kept it from disintegrating. Many came to Test the love, but they couldn’t Drive… us apart. The sticker shock, the commitment; not what they were expecting. The love was strong, and I wasn’t about to let; any of the negativity stick. Whatever they implied, was reinforced with the truth of God’s love. We just let it all, roll off the faith therein. Laughter, an intricate add in. But, not meant to be used as just an adjatiave; to deflect from revealing the depth, within the love. Just meant to help loosen up the love, give the glue a little bit more stickability. But, the most essential component; found within God’s love, what binds two hearts together. If both hearts are willing to recognize, acknowledge that His love truly is; The Glue!
What is, All I need? Breathing, grateful every day my heart gets to breathe. As wonderful as that is, it’s not all my heart needs; to know that true living, not within every breath. Seeing, such a precious gift. But, what’s truly in having sight? If when the darkness surrounds, my heart still can’t see? If a heart is blinded to the truth, a 20/20 vision; will never help it to see, what it truly needs? Hearing, helps my heart to be moved; by a heartfelt picture, through the sound of music. And even though every day, music helps to soothe my soul. My heart still knows, it’s not all I need. A deep embrace can do so much, but that much to do nothing. If deeply moved is not a part, of what your heart can truly embrace? I have a name, but my name is not what I can truly rely on. But, my heart knows a name; that’s wields true power. Help to navigate the battlefield, to conquer a giant… struggle; trying to get a hold, of my victory!
Money, will help pay the bills; buy some stuff. This one thing I have come to know, my heart will never find true wealth therein. I see it as just a want, not what my heart will need. What will money do for my heart, how can it teach my soul true contentment? Something that can be stolen, truly meaningless. Something so profound, that will last forever… truly priceless. Yes, my heart has truly been blessed; to have a family my soul can hold dear. But the plain and simple truth, that’s not what I can call; my everything. I can say; “I think I can,” ten thousand times. The power of positive thinking, a wonderful step in the right direction. But, that’s not all a heart needs to know. For a soul to be positively changed, to know why you truly can… do all things.
A million hearts can tell me it’s absolutely foolish, to believe in crazy love. That you should never, let any love control your heart. But, knowing the truth that lies therein; gives the freedom to trust. Power is not in what you get to control, but how it can truly free your heart. It’s not about being hopeless, but knowing true devotion. Where can a heart truly hide, when love can see into my soul? Why, your heart needs to push back on what others say. Push past the barriers, to not get get tripped up, by what others call an obstacle. I have friends, but that’s not the best part of waking up. I have a friend, closer than a brother. What my heart has needed to know, I AM… loved. If a heart could know how to love, just a fraction of that kind of love? A heart would truly realize, what good does it truly do a soul. To declare undying love, if the heart doesn’t yet know changed, by Amazing Love? This, just a Heart Talk to say; All I need, You… Lord!
The sound, the constant sound echoing within the heart; drip, drip, drip, drip. The continuing slow drip, when the heart needs to see… an endless flow. Even though you believe, you’ve tightened up the loose end. Thought you’ve fixed the problem, thought you’ve dealt with the issue? Your heart wonders, is it just you? Is it just your heart, and soul that just won’t let it go? It’s frustrating, it seems so annoying. You cover your ears, but it echoes throughout heart, and soul. Drip, drip; why does the heart keep on listening, to the negative perspective? When the ears keeps saying, talk to the hand. I’m a handyman, but it’s the heart that has determined; it’s a matter of the heart. Oh me, oh my heart; wants to know, why just one drip at a time? When the heart would rather have a constant flow. A love that won’t stop dripping, water flowing into the soul. Love will never be filling, until you embrace every little drip!
A heart coming to realize, every constant drip… still water. To let wash away fear, and drown the heart in the love. If your heart can’t embrace drips, how can it truly handle more… love. At the very least, learn how to enjoy every moment; will be the overflow. A heart not scared, to let every drip of love flow. A heart willing, to take in every drip. For it’s not about, how much love you get in each moment; but how consistently it comes. Embracing little drips, until it becomes a heart drowning. A silent river may run deep, but will never be heard. If you don’t let the dam break, so the love can run even deeper. Love is powerful, when every drip flow relentlessly. Love can start off as just a little drip of water, but when the flow is truly forever; it becomes an ocean. Let it sink.. in, not just let the love… go down the drain. Endless will never truly mean forever, without a heart willing to embrace; the little Drip, Drip moments!
Let me tell you the story, how it drove a heart to passionately want. Set out to unapologetically steal, what wasn’t mine. I was young, some called me crazy; said I was making a huge mistake. A decision, that was going to ruin my life. Call me naive if you will, I wasn’t looking at the writing; they struck upon the wall, just the love written… on the desire. The co-conspirators; heart, and soul. It was a want, but also something I needed to do. If I truly believed what a voice, whispered into my soul. The passion drove thee, but all they could see, just a crime. It was thirty two years ago, when my heart committed; but it’s the act itself, that will forever be remembered. The crime they saw, but the passion I felt. My heart was heavily invested, I guess you can say; “the heart wants, what the heart wants.” Powerless to stop, wasn’t the conviction. Call it what you truly will, but I forever vowed; to stand by my heart’s conviction!
She never saw it coming, the love took her by surprise. It was a predestined encounter, a soul looking for love. Her heart fit the profile, a glistening rare jewel. A silent river runs deep, but even I didn’t yet know how deep? The ability, to the reason; completely swept away. I got what I wanted, there was no going back; the crime was carried out. The love was out of the bag, what’s a girl to do? She surrendered, to the power of an irresistible charm. Well, that’s how it played out… in my mind. The crime of the century, not; but it surely will be talked about for decades, by a convicted heart. Enjoy my new found jewel, that was my every intention. But I had to be very intentional, not treat what I had; like just another possession. This love, was so much more than that. Someone can else take, what you don’t choose to hold close to your heart. The day came, when I had to confess. Be a man, tell the one who’s heart I stole. What got into my heart, what led me to that moment in time? Go back to the scene of the crime, reveal the true intention, and deeply confess. I went down on one knee, I needed to ask the question; will you…
Months later the day came, it wasn’t a trying time. Even though, I had to stand before the peers. As they watched me stand there, to tell the one I perpetrated the stealing of heart. Walked towards me, to look me straight in the eye. They watched to see, if I would totally crack under pressure. Fall apart, or fall even deeper… into a lovely moment? I didn’t need to plea, try to get a lightly scented… handkerchief. I didn’t need to wipe off the love, to my face; coming out of the pores. Forever, what it is. It was the never ending walk, for her to get to where I stood… strong. I was moved only by the beauty, unveiled in my poetic justice. Get what my heart and soul, had coming. She finally reached, stared deep into my heart. The decision came down, for what my soul had to answer. In love forever, or forever in love? That was the dilemma, the room went absolutely quiet; trying to hear my heart’s confession. Tell her what she needed to hear, out of the depth of my soul. I Do, I Am, I Will, I Did… take; you’re my forever!
I looked, waited; but heard no one objections. She needed to know the truth, absolutely deserved the answer. Clearly, decisively my heart said. I’m guilty, wanting to take your heart; as my own. Just as I said that, I heard a voice in my heart say; “this is your beloved, in whom I am well pleased!” The verdict was in, my heart knew with absolute certainty; it was the right decision. I am guilty, my heart knew what it was doing. The clear intention from the start, steal her heart. Not to be part of a collection, but be forever treasured. The beautiful, heart shaped gem. I’m not ashamed of the love, my soul wants to be; forever shackled to this truth. I will never show any remorse, or have a case brought; to be presented as having regrets. I refuse to take back my confession. Chain my heart to the confession, for a thousand years. Lock my heart up within the love, throw away the keys. The time of passion, has no statute of limitation. I’m in for life, and I will never have a need… to be freed!
You must think, our hearts are foolish? To keep finding ourselves lost, so many times? Following our own ill-advised path, has led us to this place; wayward. Hearts so far off course, but of course; you have to be open, to be able to truly see. Confusion says, a heart will always have a lack of understanding… in the darkness. Without first knowing the light, is what illuminates an uncertain path. Even a degree of separation, will never get a heart face to face, with the true destination. The days are like sands, of which time can never stop… from slipping away. To leave a lasting footprint, follow the blueprint. You have to stretch out our faith, to know where true hope is found. My words are truly at a loss, to capture the breadth and scope. Why we profoundly need to fix, a broken moral compass. May true love, permanently take us by the heart. The true Compass, how a heart finds Forever!
How can we be so lost, when the way has been made so clear? Hearts tethered to Grace, mercy forever leading the way? You’re not surprised, how we ended up in this place. Your love knows exactly why, we needed a savior. Even in an unprecedented moment, Your love is still the brightest lighthouse. In, and on the horizon; it will forever be, our beacon of truth. If our hearts are truly open to see, it’s our only hope. Even if we don’t see it, even if a heart doesn’t believe it; Your love is a compass. It’s guiding our hearts, helping us to navigate the pitfalls. Giving us glimpses of hope, within the darkness. Hearts may believe, they just need to rely on a G.P.S. But, what they leave out, of that flawed equation? God. is Positioning. the Sensor. His heart is the instrument, with such a magnetic love. His love the true northern star, that will never steer hearts in the wrong direction. Your love has set the parameters, how to find forever. The scope of Your love, breathtakingly has no limits. Unfathomable, but knowable. What will bring us back to Your heart, Your love; The Compass!