Category: Faith

The Tie!

Love, the tie that binds, heart and soul wrapped up, tangled up, within its beautiful expression. Providing the heart, texturized meaning. Love is the fabric, entwined to strengthen, what vows to do no harm. Defined, by its meaningful necessity, never redefined, a meaningless accessory. Love preserved, love revered, more than its charm. Love elevated, souls elated. Lashed hope, fastens faith, to one’s beliefs. A three strand cord, won’t be easily broken. Its breadth providing clarity, to the marrying of love and life. Love draws, its breadth binding one’s soul and heartstrings. In relations, evenly proportioned length, with, depth. A heart, laced with love’s passion, soul bound by its compassion. Fate’s connection, to love’s veracity, its truth fastened to one’s reality. Love’s quintessence, linked to its benevolence. Love will never restrain, it loosens. Allow one’s heart, the freedom to be, forever a soul secure within love’s divinity, its fathomless embrace. Mind, body, and soul, united by its profound essence, hearts never divided, by doubt’s restrictive prism. Shaped trust, curved will, ligatured love. Confidences bond, its freedom, in love’s boundless inevitability!

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Wednesday Proverb; In Relation!

In likeness, hearts in correlation, kindred souls. In its constellation, clustered realization, oneness of its imagery. Its muse, its amusement, its stimulus in relation. Paralleled in its alliance, harmonized dependence. Inviting, invited, its open invitation. To know its depth, the richness of its breadth. Philosophy of its bond, reference point of its symmetry, its interconnection in relations. The interdependence, its benevolence, relevance of its fullness. In state, its fate, it being; love’s way, its sway, effects of interrelations. Likeminded hearts, intertwined souls, knowing its inception, the impression, its consequential perception. The link, fundamental linkage, chromosomal love in relation!

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Wednesday Proverb; Hiccups!

In life, every soul sets sail, prepared to be the captain of their destiny, but sometimes it’s swayed, by how the wind blows. The turbulent seas, unforeseen waves. The heart, gustily navigating life’s counterintuitive sees. Another hiccup, wanting to rock you to your core, making you swear, you can’t take any more. The smooth sailing moment, your soul now taking in water. Your heart, not sure if your faith, would be able to walk on water? In the midst of the storm, courage whispers into your soul; anchor your hope, ride out the storm, into the distant sure. New horizons, awaits adventurous spirits, beyond oceanic blues. No journey, is ever without its hiccups, they’re a part of life. In an instant, suddenly; the tide can change, even if it seems ten foot waves. Fear, beats against your hopes, looking to capsize your dreams, but, hope is never lost. Whenever hiccups come, don’t hold your breath, it shall pass. Hiccups, just a momentary spasm, don’t make it a monumental chasm. How, we get through every hiccup, determines by your resolve. When, life interjects the gripes, don’t cry the proverbial blues. The best remedy, sip a little bit, of love’s refreshing gripe water, and let your soul be!

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The Script; Ambition’s Creed!

Ambition, makes it a point to live a quiet life, focused on its creed; mind its own business, letting love be at the center of what matters. A heart and soul, not intimidated by hard work, diligent with its devotion. So, one’s daily life may be profoundly blessed, earning the respect of the day. Night’s gaze seeing, ambition’s dependence wasn’t on anything, but what the goodness of Grace yields. Empowered strength, renewed vigor, faithfully in pursuant of tomorrow’s benevolent harvest. Aspirations are dreams, initiatives of one’s hopes. Ambitious perspectives, a zeal with a distinct outlook, substantively real. To another’s disapproval, it does not yield; till desired outcome achieved. Its worth, is its claim, not for fame, but declare. The heart’s will, makes the journey’s pursuit, the objective willed to succeed. Its purpose, not determined by what another seems, but by design, what the heart and soul deems, will build up self-esteem. Ambition’s creed, the passion that resides in its need. The mission more than the moments, that finds its way, into the spaces between!

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The Script; Peace’s Sure!

Peace’s deep inner sure, the place where the yearning soul, encounters the depth of love’s provision, the heart breathing in the breadth of its divine tranquility. When the rain falls, the snow cascades, soul’s innermost hidden, within the gravity of heaven’s reign, soaking in the droplets of its dew. Watering the earth, yet at the same time, the soul nourished, the heart flourishing. Planted seeds, yielding its bounty, what the bread of heaven provides. The rhema of faith’s substance, hovering within the surety of love’s peaceful sure. Proclaiming the empowerment, never returning void of its existence. Love and peace, accomplishes it desired outcome, will achieve its predestined purpose. That just needing one’s heartfelt belief, be the catalyst of its intent. The soul knowing its joyous allure, a heart endowed with love’s confidence. Mountains and hills singing its melody, forest yields its sway, valleys of life giving its due. To a soul living securely within love’s heavenly sure, a heart not relying on momentary bliss. But knowing peace’s sure, is forever girding love’s assurance, found within the pages of love’s script, the essence of its peace filled sure! Isaiah 55: 10-13 NIV

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More than This!

More than breadth, beyond deepest depth, life is, moments are, time gives, perspective matters. Heart tattered, soul bruises and battered, mind scattered. More than words, found tears, found fears, hope is never lost. Within pain, within hurt, within loss, within anxiety, deep breath purges. More than moving, more than proving, the offering; more than words. A breathtaking deed, a beautiful creed, heartfelt glee; the sacrifice. Right here, right now, always, forever. Endless stream pouring, deep river overflowing, an overwhelming ocean. This is, part of living, imparted giving, more than breathing. A lifestyle, a lifetime’s encounter. In the madness, despite the chaos. Its little might, does the heart right, the soul’s outlook bright. More than these, Love is, More than this!

Life’s Quote;

With a reference point realignment, enlightenment provides life’s greater understanding, of love’s gift to heart and soul!

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Wednesday Proverb; Peace Be!

Peace will be, a soul hoping for it, so shall it be. Peace be given, a heart seeking for it, that shall it find. Peace becoming one’s innermost, daily knocking at the door of the heart, its nuance received in kind; imparted peace of mind. Hindsight in its twenty, twenty, the enlightenment of its lifeblood, the sustenance in its assurance. Times of peace, moments emboldened by love’s outspoken soliloquy, resonating within nature of its intrinsic calm. Not allowing careless whispers, make one’s soul become a callused heart. Love’s enduring peace, doesn’t intervene with intent to overwhelm; interject to display its beauty. Its serene hush, its endearing might, found within its gentle embrace. Finding its stillness, knowing its serenity. For when, tears flow in quiet streams, but in the heart’s peaceful sure. The sands of time, slip the soul into its rest, anchored within love’s tranquil river. In its quietness, a change in one’s perspective, in one’s perception; peace in one’s heart, in one’s life. So, with its subtle sway, quintessential becomes its breadth; the realization of inner peace. How, does peace become, will forever be? To let it be, be still to know its, quintessence!

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Love’s Revelation!

Love in its revelation, revolutionary in its simplicity. Life, in order to be, live it wholeheartedly, breathe it in perspectively. Some things we fumble, some days we stumble, sometimes we grumble. But, being open to love’s revelation, reveals that every season, has its reason. The coldness in hearts teaches, to let the warmth of love, melt. Hot tempered moments, come in heated waves, but a cool breath of fresh air, refreshes the status quo. In everything, knowing present troubles won’t last, produces for us its glory, knowing how to rise from the ashes. Doubts vastly weighed, hope intentionally empowered, to be faith mightily framed; this too shall pass. When, we don’t look at what’s seen; rather, fix our heart’s gaze on what can’t be seen. Will allow things seen in the here and now, give way to what eyes could never fathom, what the unseen revelation becomes. Hope in action, gives faith its prime directive. Endow the empowerment, provide the enlightenment. The newness of love’s living translation, not found in its interpretation; but perceived in its simplistic breadth, the totality of its revelation!

“For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever. ” 2 Corinthians 4:17-18 New Living Translation

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Cultivated Love!

Deep from within its tapestry, cultivated love thrives. Nurtured to be, never needing a proverbial season, to be its enriched reason. Deep love, not persuaded by culture’s passion, but swayed by heartfelt compassion, rooted deeply in the heart’s devotion, rejuvenating the soul’s breadth. Its benevolence invigorated, by love’s stated mission, know no bounds. In words spoken, more than sentiments, that doesn’t bend to, winded meaningless sway. But what lends to, what’s tended to, what flourishes when fertilized. The enlightenment of love’s wholesome eminence, preparing heart and soul, for every meaningful encounter. Love planting good seeds, the heart cultivating substantive growth. So the soul’s quintessence, can enjoy the beauty therein, the essence of love’s fullness!

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We Are!

Stronger, we are, stronger than we truly know. Fearless, we are, braver than we believe we can be. Powerful, we are, powerful when we don’t let fear steal our destiny. Overcomer, we are, fearless when we resist the urge to surrender our power. Fierce, we are, to let our heart roar like a lion, our passion rise from the ashes like an eagle. Mightier, we are, mightier than what tries to conquer our resolve. Resilient, we are, one’s resilience is not measurable, only measured by the determination in one’s heart. Vulnerable, we are, vulnerable when we allow negativity to stifle growth. We are, what we allow to shape our heart, its created purpose!

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