A Friday Story; A New beginning!

You thought your soul was tied up tight, but the heart… came undone; tripped up, by the road called life. A soul entering a race, Humanity; in the beginning… life, seemed like every step would make your heart a winner. Even though the finish line, was still unclear. So many hearts are looking, trying to find purpose; but not always seeking… truth. Every day, a new beginning. The evening passes, the morning comes; another day… to let your heart shine. As we run this race, we tend to bump into obstacles. Sometimes a reflection, the light you hoped to be. Life now half-done, and the journey seems barely started. The feeling, is defeated. Too many wrong turns, dreams unfulfilled. You dig in, but fatigue starts to set in; frustration, the unforeseen potholes. Your beloved race, telling you to give up. Avoid the pending doom, join the unaccomplished. Your heart doesn’t belong, your worth is incomplete. That’s an absolute lie, coming from the pit… of a cold cold heart!

A heart coming completely undone, lashing out; to cover up brokenness. Finding strength in brokenness, might seem like just a broken record. Even a scratch-in… the surface, can produce a sound. The love for, that resonates within. We live in a broken world, but broken, does not mean hopeless. Brokenness can resonate beauty, when it becomes what gave you your strength. What’s revealed, unbelievable strength, through brokenness. When the human race, tries to tear you down; brokenness, what builds you up… even stronger. Broken, will never mean defeated; if you don’t let it. If you can’t run, then walk. If can’t walk, then just crawl. If you don’t want to crawl, then just rest. Until your heart finds new strength, your second wind; to rise again. Brokenness is not the end, hope found; a new beginning!

You don’t have to know, what you will choose tomorrow. Just the choice, your heart can live with… today; to secure your soul a future. A heart may believe, to know true beauty. But if the understanding doesn’t transform, how to see beyond sight. Brokenness, seen only in the now; never as beauty becoming. Believing begins within, a belief that; change is being made. How a heart finds strength, the soul knows beauty; even in a broken place. A soul at peace, a heart knowing Amazing; in gracefully broken. So many souls, are tripped up trying to become first… by their own heart. We all know how to run in the race, it’s the walk that’s the most challenging. Why, sometimes we just need; to start again… with a crawl. Brokenness finds, just don’t let it define. Finish the race strong, by choosing what steps; your heart needs to take. It’s about your own personal walk, and every day; A New Beginning!

WCR

Song Inspired; This Year!

This is the time, a time such as this. This is the day, the only day truly promised. A time for change, a day to see a change. To set aside some time, to forever see a change; in heart and soul. This is the moment, this is a moment. Your moment in time, to possess the land; see your Jericho fall. This year, doors will be opened. Chase lack out of your life, watch as the shadows of doubt; walk out the open doors. Then let a new perspective, be forever in your heart. Let the glory of the latter, be truly better… than the former. Expect a thousand fold increase, all you will ever need; faith, and believe. This is the season, the season to let your life shine; brighter than ever before. Spread your wings, soar even higher. Aim for the stars, let hope take hold of your heart; until you’ve seen the light of heaven. Then lavish your new found hope, on someone in need. A heart full, of true love and kindness!

A prophetic understanding is not needed, to know you can’t expect a Resolution to something. Without first getting a Revelation, to what your heart truly needs. We need to be thankful, for the little things. Be grateful, for everything we have… today. There will never truly be a change in mind, without first knowing a change has taken place… in the heart. What’s the expectation, for your heart? What are you expecting to see different, not just this year, but every day. Do you want a better vision… for your life? Just so you can say, you have sight? Do you want insight, to see life with true clarity? So many have the ability to see, but still lack the ability to perceive. This Year, your heart choose to chase after greater achievements. But forever let the true pursuit be, how to have Greater Victories, Today!

This Year, is a song released in 2016; by Israel Strong, a young rising African gospel artist.
WCR

Let the Word Press!

I know a brother, from another mother. Hailed originally from India, but now resides in U.S of A. Frequent flying, is what he does; but the heart of a poet, what he is. We all want to buy a house, but it’s truly not a home. Until you can share it with someone you love, and that special someone loves you back. How you absolutely know, you’re RICHA than you truly know. There’s a Winner, from the moment she started MUSING; her heart has never lost… the flow. Let me give you something to STU over, a riddle to ponder. “How much wood could a Stu baby chuck, when the wood chucked. Comes back to bite you on the baby toe, but you’re still man enough; to chuckle over it, not just Stu over it?” We all know how to live, but living doesn’t always mean thriving. Sewing FRUGAL SEEDS, helps when it comes to “living our best life possible.” This shared from the heart, the “thoughts of someone who lives it.”

We all have smartphones, tablets, computers; but have you considered the significance, of a TYPEWRITER? Some might think it’s outdated, have seen a few too many years… gone by? But let me tell you, a typewriter is not just a typecast… of what was. When the ink comes alive, the creative juices start to flow. A poetic verse, gets etched upon the heart. Some people are, LIGHT SLEEPER, THE HEAVY DREAMER; may all your dreams come true. Every day, THE SUNSHINETH AGAIN. Why you should do your best, to think positive. To choose to make, HEALTHY CHOICES… EVERYDAY. To look at the, POSITIVE SIDE OF THE COIN. Use love, to cash in on some; HEART TOKENS. To let your soul be, IN HIS CARE. So, KEEP IT ALIVE; your faith, your hope, your dreams!

We all love Christmas, but always keep it in perspective. The true reason for the season, DRAWING CLOSER TO CHRIST. To celebrate His birth, His life, His love. Let His love be your daily, SOUL FOOD. A daily intake of love, from a Bible verse or two. Strive to, BECOMING THE OIL AND WINE; His love has called us to be. Some day, it may feel like you’re; CLIMBING OVER GRIT. My friends, that’s what it takes; faith, and perseverance. Come one, come all; even if it’s in a BIG BLUE TRUCK. Let your heart and soul, be captured by all the beauty; MY CREATORS CREATION. Every day take a moment to explore His heart, receive ANGELIC MESSAGES. As you take a daily walk, through His love and grace!

You might be on a journey; FINDING, and LOVING WHO YOU ARE. Even a, LA PETITE MUSE; can still show the love of a big heart. Miss Prince, your soul is Royalty. For in God we have, A NEW LIFE; even in a busy world. A POPSICLE SOCIETY, where some hearts are cold; but the true warmth of love, can melt even the coldest of hearts. Ya Mon, big up to the massive. Let the sun shine in, every day face life with a grin. Even if under, a BEE TREE GATHERING; to get a taste of the honeycomb. Life is not a popularity contest, we all have the same opportunity; to reject the status quo. Through the spoken word, or your stance as THE ELECTRONIC CONTRARIAN. Life can be a Rocky Mountain adventure, especially when you have a go through; the valley of shadows. In Denver, Colorado; there’s a mountain top view. When you have a heart, that knows how to soar. On the mountain, the place where Moses saw; the face of God. The PURE GLORY, of His Holy presence!

A WordPress Christmas list, a card for you, and you, and you. A poem, for all those; here sharing your heart. May we always remember, the reason for the season. Save a copy of the picture, the poem is also in it! Merry Christmas, and blessed New Year!

WCR

Black Friday; When Darkness Falls!

The mad dash, to spend all the cash; even if it seems to be a little bit rash. You’re going to shop till you drop, but down the road of life you encounter a blowout; that takes the wind out of your sale. You check to see how much it will set you back, what price you will have to pay. There is a slash, half off; where the rubber meets the road. So therefore you will have to discount, that it’s not a need, but just a got to have. So after being fixated, you finally get to the mall, but half way down the hall… there is a brawl. So many spending, but others not behaving. Shouting, but not listening… to the needs of one another. So much banter, that could easily turn into a pander. Along with the endless ranting, so many hearts are clambering; when it’s supposed to be a time of thanksgiving. How can a heart ever discern, right from wrong. When the closed… off signs of love, is now on display? Emotions that go unchallenged, as more Darkness Falls!

So many just focus on the retail, not realizing they may have voided out… one simple detail. The human values, the love for one another. We should never make it about the currency, but the exchange… through a meaningful encounter. It shouldn’t be about, the give to get; but the get to give… light to the darkness. When a heart is not enlightened, hope can get trampled. When the darkness cast a shadow, over what should be a prevailing attitude. Even though the heart feels trapped in the darkness, backed into a corner from the chaos; let your light shine. Give, and it shall be given. In everything, there should always be a give and take. Give love, and you will be loved. Don’t make it a game of hide and seek. Someone comes seeking love, but the love so well hidden, and the respect nowhere to be found. There is nothing wrong, trying to get a deal. But what’s the deal, with those who would stomp on someone else’s dream; just to have a desire? It’s a dark day, when we care more about the getting; than the giving. So many offend, then try to defend; what seems to be a trend!

Confusion says; even though you don’t have lack… of understanding, you can still lack the compassion. If you’re impartial to what the heart does, but not concerned about what the heart did. With the acquiring of the desired outcome, when in part they are both one and the same. When Darkness Falls, the eyes will never comprehend; what was first meant… for the heart to see! Black Friday, a day that in parts of the world; some hearts are eclipsed darkness. Hearts are momentarily blackened, and the soul a little blackish. Even though Darkness Falls, there’s a forever light… that still shines!

WCR

Don’t Make Love A Sport!

Why do we tend to fake right, then go left. Trying to avoid an encounter, with matters of the heart. Trying to be a baller, when you just need to be the man… you’re needed to be. Just relying on the high, but then it’s the love… fade away; no follow through. Love is not a game, the heart not something to be played with. Love is a gift to treasure, cherished, adored. Embraced, held real close; if you truly want to win a heart. Love should never be gambled away, betting that the love will always be there. Relying on lady luck, or too hot to lose. You may have the best poker face, but can you read when the time has come… to go all in? Don’t let it be a guessing game, or just trying to read facial expressions. It should always be the moment, you made the commitment; to put all your heart on the table!

Hearts are often broken, the moment such a precious gift. Is put on a shelf like a trophy, then forgotten by the heart. Just there to be shown off, as your most prized accomplishment. A love in plain sight, but lacking so much attention… to what is in the details. You see, I know this. For I have dropped the ball, fumbled; struck out a few too many times. Missed a wide open opportunity, to catch a heart in need. You can think you’ve scored a touchdown in love, but still have a flag on the play. Only to repeat, what you believed to be the right move. The love needs to touch… deep down within the heart. Just like when it was a knee down, and the love within the heart… not just emotions. Come correct, show what your heart is working with!

Yes, sometimes it can feel, like the goal post keeps moving. Don’t lose hope, keep making the attempt; be in it, to win at it. It’s not about making all the right decisions, but that you continue to be faithful… even in the little things. Eventually there will be a shift, a true coming together… between heart and soul. If you truly want love, to be forever in love? Turn off the shot clock, it’s not about who gets in the best shots. Throw away the score card, it’s not about how many rounds you can endure. Don’t let it be a love T.K.O. Fight for forever and always. Forget about the highlight reel, but keeping it real. Don’t make it be about hang… in time, or about a love of the games. The only question you need to ask yourself. Do you want to retire… each night next to someone special, or about letting a devastating injury; be two broken… hearts? Don’t Make Love a Sport, but a matter of the heart. Winning in love should truly everything, it was meant to be!

WCR