Category: Faith

Sweetly!

Sweet Love, You are my soul’s joyous delight, indulgence of my innermost. Take me sweetly by the heart, to the sweet bye and bye. But, before my soul traverses the breadth therein, the gravity that takes my deepest breath. Intimate love, into me see, does your sweetness bear witness within my soul? Within the valley of shadows, walk with me, talk with me, hide my fears within the clefts of the hollow. Every day, my soul makes room, hear my heart’s love song bellow. My every heartstring strummed like to that of a breathless cello, hello. Roses are red, violets true, love deepens the crimson hue, within the depth of a heart’s more pleasant flower. Oh love, every hour, cue the violin, cue the orchestral tears moved by love’s sweet cascading sway. Its touching melody, textured essence of sweetened tapestry. Sweet dreams are made of these, how love rests so tenderly upon my swaddled soul. Hold my gaze, this not just a heartfelt faze; set my soul ablaze, emboldened of you be my most earnest praise. Words spoken softly, of love be the purest honey, dripping of love’s sweetest sublime, time after time. Chime in at any time, nurse my heart’s rhythmic rhyme, be love’s endless little twinkle, twinkling like an endearing star. Candid love, be near never far, nudge my soul profoundly with gentleness conveyed. Saving forever, love swayed endeavor, heart in heart forevermore. Love, oh love, irrevocably of thus I am; an endlessly seeping dam, pierced sweetly ever so… 

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Yet!

Believing, sometimes easier said than done, knowing there’s a sublime worth of one’s soul; Yet, belief is subjective. Seeing you’ve come so far, but Yet, your heart fixated on those distant hurdles. You know, you have so far to go; Yet, not persuaded your faith will overcome. Your focus being, amount of times you’ve been knocked down, not sure why stand; Yet, rise. Some days, your heart’s just trying to heal from a brand new scar, only for it to become a broken heart; Yet, there will be another moment for healing. Hope conquers so many mountains, wins the fiercest of battles; Yet, will never brag or boast; it needs your heart to be its host. It’s okay to question seasons, as your soul tries to find the reason; Yet, never doubt if your journey has purpose. Certainly, sometimes it’s hard to see, what your heart doesn’t want to believe; Yet, let trust verify. Don’t give up on, thinking love would abandon your heart. This moment in time, the rhyme; Yet, pieces of life’s poetry, motioning the soulful rhythm that finds. Whenever, anxiety won’t let your soul breathe; Yet, love’s breadth what inspires true confidence, letting the heart exhale its deepest breath. Life doesn’t always make sense; Yet somehow, gives mind, body, and soul its due, recompense. Feel worthy of love, even if some change seems just insignificant pennies; Yet, in love’s well, never a worthless wish to hope. Whenever, things seem uncertain, unbearable to your heart, don’t stop believing; Yet!

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Wednesday Proverb; Fresh Encounter!

With fresh eyes, the nuances of love, perceived through a wide open heart. A fresh look, encountering the true beauty of life, through a brand new perspective. A vigorous outlook, experiencing the tapestry of love’s ornate essence. The organic nature of its blessing, found within a fresh take on what will sway, the unconventional ways of its textured characteristics. Optimistic living, what perpetuates wholehearted giving. Hopefulness in its perpetual ways, paints a lifelike mosaic. The canvas of one’s heart brushed, baring its soul profoundly. Every glance through the light of love’s lens, seeming a fresh encounter, its beautiful hue. The close encounter, beyond what feelings don’t discern, what words won’t convey. That, only one’s heart having a fresh revelation, will it truly be revealed; revolutionary new beginnings, require substantive faith. If, just the heart-felt, belief past tense, requiring another refreshed comprehension. One’s soul, coming to the realization, evidenced within one’s renewed beliefs. Uncommon perceptions, will profoundly befuddle, mundane deceptions. Fresh hope, a heartfelt relished rendezvous, giving your heart a deeper enlightenment. Life, encountered a new, one’s heart and soul, knowing its transformative breadth of; love’s fresh encounter!

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Let Me In!

Dear heart, let me in, to stand with you, stand up for your worth. Like a flower, will sway you gently, capture your heart breathless. My presence is, but my essence what springs up, to let your soul perceive, the texture of my fragrance. Won’t, you receive it, concede there’s endless nuances, within the breadth of my endearing hue. Dearest soul, won’t you allow me, to make your heart whole. Let the depth of my light, illuminate your innermost, reveal that I am, etched deep in the pages of your existence. Let me be, the enlightenment to your soul’s constellation; reaching deep into every heartfelt contemplation. In me, in thee, freedom. No pretense, why pretend; I am, a friend. Deep in the trenches, your needs I attend. I will, unshackle your soul, be free indeed. Even, if you don’t choose to acknowledge it, I will profoundly be. Your tenderness, your intimacy, your devotion, your passion, your desire, your yearning, your warmth, your affection, your compassion, your friendship, your kindness, your sympathy; the deepest part of your being. For, I Am… Love, let me in, to be!

“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” Let Me in! Revelation‬ ‭3‬:‭20‬ ‭NIV‬‬

*** This post, inspired by another’s heart, “the lounge chair podcast, Ep 152!” ***

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Wednesday Proverb; How, Why; Grace!

How fortunate, be a soul so moved, by love’s favorable daze. A heart in a place, its breadth swayed, your soul amazed in such a way. Where you see How, subtly love captures one’s gaze, and understanding Why, it breaks through the haze. How, in its magnificent way, it cradles the heart, and Why; new life is breathed into a soul, just going through the motions, of a daunting faze. A heart and soul elated, knowing love’s magnificence doesn’t rely on a soul’s maturity; to propel a heart into its destiny, with confidence. What’s only perceived, with a fundamental shift to the perspective of one’s How; becoming a precipitous encounter, with Why? How, the perception of one’s soul is changed, knowing; the grace in one’s life, positions one’s heart to do something amazing, within someone else’s life. Both hearts, left in awe, not wondering the How, but Why; does Grace, love so deeply?

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Wednesday Proverb; Just, Exhale!

The mind, can sometimes feel so weary, the body, sometimes suffers from a case of exhaustion; just, let it be. Sometimes, one’s spirit can feel intermittent exhaustion, gasping to be aware of its innermost breadth. Even, the heart can, occasionally experience moments of fatigue; just breathe. Sometimes, just living in the moment, can still feel so exhausting. One’s proverbial flame, feeling burnt out; just, light a candle. Confusion says, give in to feelings, but wisdom says. Even, if the mind is weary, the body’s suffering exhaustion, spirit’s gasping, your heart is fatigued? Never allow, love’s quintessence to become exhausted; just, waiting to Exhale. Love, doesn’t wait for the perfect moment, to act; just, an opportunity to let its actions be. Justification, will never pry, let your heart cry; exhaustion’s just the lie, it could never search heart of hearts. Then, just, adjust the perspective, it will profoundly change, exhaustion’s perception!

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Wednesday Proverb; Love’s Forte!

Courage to become, strength to be, resides within the depth of love’s wheelhouse. A heart’s resilience, not derived from knowing how to exist, but every heartbeat knowing how to thrive. Valiant love, draws mightily from its quiver, wielding confidently from the sheath of thy heart, to slay one’s fears. One’s heart and soul, doesn’t need an impenetrable armor to withstand. Just an unyielding confidence, to stand thy ground, in the face of adversity. Arrows drawn, will thus pierce the fabric of one’s mind, but never reaches the heart of one’s fortified beliefs. Overcoming slings and things, undergirded by the breadth of your soul’s forte. A heart, excels not by its ability, but the essence of its inevitability. The most vulnerable part of what cuts deep, not what leaves you wounded, but the thrust of what penetrates your beliefs the deepest. Having, the fortitude to keep your forte intact, compelling one’s soul to take heart, when circumstances test your soul’s resolve, the echoes of its vigor resounding. Hopes and dreams, encounter the right perception not by chance, but of an intentional understanding, acquiring the right perspective. Deep love, intuitive hilt to the tip of its sphere, its brilliance revealing the beauty of its totality; love’s forte! 

“For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness; and to godliness, mutual affection; and to mutual affection, love. For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.” ‭‭2 Peter‬ ‭1‬:‭5‬-‭8‬ ‭NIV‬‬ – Feb 5, 2025 

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Wednesday Proverb; Reign in!

Love, when my thoughts become wild and indifferent, rein in my mind. When, my heart races to be right, but loosing sight, that every pursuit needs to still be love making every heartbeat skip, rein in my heart. When, comforting words seems misplaced, my soul struggling to render love’s most endearing expression, reign in my soul. Whenever, life’s problems are out of my control, but the real struggle, keeping emotions from building up passionless barriers, reign in my life. If, my words ever become insensitive and tasteless, trying to preach but not to teach… me. That love as just a verb, without elements of its healing herb, leaves a bad taste, rein in my words. In a position of change, not the same as a position of influence, love’s reign being its confidence. The moment one’s heart realizes, storms don’t come to drown one’s soul, but to test resolve, embolden one’s spirit, to perceive beyond the peripheral. One’s life finds meaningful solace, in knowing words won’t overcome, what the heart needs to let reign. Love’s rein empowers, what the gravity of every encounter needs to become, its heartfelt reign!

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Wednesday Proverb; Look up!

Whenever, your heart feels like it’s lost, within the fog of love’s journey, look up. When, overwhelming sees, try to capsize your heart, drown out love’s voice, tries to sink your worth, into the depth of indifference? Look up, see your faith tethered to its lifeline, the hope found within its humanity. Whenever, daylight seems it won’t save you from heartache, or enlighten your posture? That’s the time, to get up positively, and shine… even brighter. Exercise your hopes, maneuver your dreams into position, clothe your heart within substantive desires. Even if, for a moment your light seems eclipsed by darkness, it shall surely pass. Stay vertical, your soul will profoundly see, it’s always darkest before the dawn. If, love’s radiance seems overshadowed by grievances, leaving truth twisting in the wind, look up. In the stillness, your soul will see fear hanging on by a thread, to love’s undeniable truth. Its resilience, fear’s reckoning, when love comes beckoning. Whether, sense of purpose seems in tatters, rags to riches, love for one’s self the story, look up. Despair, likes to lurk around the proverbial corner, but face that obstacle, with strength of character, take every step forward, with confidence. And if, you get knocked down, take a deep breath, and look up… to the heavens; hope is never lost!

“I took another walk around the neighborhood, and realized that on this earth as it is— The race is not always to the swift, Nor the battle to the strong, Nor satisfaction to the wise, Nor riches to the smart, Nor grace to the learned. Sooner or later, life comes to call. ” Ecclesiastes‬ ‭9‬: ‭11‬ ‭MSG‬‬

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