Fun Friday; The Tool, within the Chest!

Open up my heart, search the four corners of my soul. Check every single nook and crevice. May your love truly find, everything your heart is looking for? Woman, the first thing you should want to do; grab the screwdriver. Just so no other love, can ever touch my heart the same way. My heart is a bit unique, but a cookie cutter… what my love will never be. So no need to ever hesitate, to secure my heart to your love. Woman, if you truly want to know, the true measure of my love? If you absolutely need to know, the length, the width, the depth of my heart; first you need to know the breadth. I truly hope my love measures up, that it forever meets your expectations. I hope you will always feel the love, but forever know the texture… of my heart?

Sweet lady, you never have to be scared of my chest. The tools are sharp, but the rough edges exposed. My heart is a bit edgy, but even a lady of a higher class. Will forever come to appreciate the rugged exterior, and the faithful heart inside. So, every time you feel a need. Take out the sharpest chisel, and use your love to shave off the most annoying parts. Like I said, for you… I will forever leave my heart exposed. Woman, the love within my chest, there’s a special compartment for only you. Only one other, will have access to my whole heart. The one who created the chest, and built a truly special place within… for you. It might seem, my chest has all the right tools. But your love still needs to help, to show me how to use them all.. in the right way! So move my soul, and let my heart be what you can find to treasure… from within my chest!

Fly girl, stop; hammer time. Girl, it’s too late. You can’t touch this, but your love already made my heart… bust a move. You made a sweet impression, and made my heart drop the beat. Your love reached into my chest, and touched my heart. All the love and passion, went Deep in… to my soul. Girl, you might think I was born a kool cat? But I tell you, your love has my heart charmed… I’m sure. Turned my heart into a smooth talker. Girl, you’re so silly. You didn’t even know, when your love first touched my heart; you had me at hello. Girl, wait a minute; I see how you roll… your eyes. Your heart is the real deal, a bonafide tomboy. So, without further ado, show me what you’re working with; show me the girl power. Grab a power tool, but don’t get my heart twisted. The tool within my chest, “Batteries Not Included;” it’s plugged into a source, with Total Power!

Now you might think, that I operate on cordless; it’s reinforced heartstrings. Girl, every tool within my chest; has a tie that binds. So let me drill down on this point; “My heart comes with a lifetime guarantee, that the love will last forever!” So, right off the bat let me tell you; my lips have never tasted alcohol. Why within my chest, you will never find any Scotch… tape. With every conversation, there’s always two sides. Stick this promise to your heart, my love doesn’t come with any double talk. Woman, within my chest; you will see some Masking tape. But lets make a pact, down the road of life together. Let true love, be called our De-Mask-Us. Where the love can be truly open, and always transparent. Girl Duck… tape has the strongest adhesive. If you ever feel a need, to hear just my heart? Tape my mouth shut, so the tool within my chest; can be forever heard!

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A Thank You Letter!

Where do I start, from my perspective; when my heart began, isn’t where the love started. There was a birth, but breath isn’t what gave my soul life. I can breathe, but the true breadth; within a true depth of love. I am loved, but loved is what I am. The thief that comes to steal; lack of thanks, and a grateful heart. Every day I give thanks, but every day; I will live a thankful life. Live the promise, live faithful within all the promises; my promise to You. When I say Father, only one love can answer. The only Father, my heart has ever known. When I say Dad, only one heart answers. A Daddy, never hesitating to give my heart… unconditional love. When I say God, my heart and soul knows only one!

Thank You, for what Your love has meant for my heart. For all the blessings, a wonderful wife and family. Stuff, to make a heart absolutely full, and so overwhelmed. All my life, Your love has been so faithful. Your love, is so so good. You are the Father, Your love forever being a best friend. I live in Your goodness, as a Daddy’s love should be. Thank You, for being all one in the same; completely all I need. Darkness can’t outshine the glory. Unbelief can’t make the glory disappear. Time, will never change the glory. Loud over bearing hearts, can’t suppress the glory truly means. One thing remains; what was, still is. Now, always, and forevermore; Your love will forever reign, within my heart and soul!

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Song Inspired; Through Your Eyes!

Get it together, if we could achieve it on our own; Your death was in vain. But yet, hearts have to first get it; Your love needs to be our everything. Through You I know love, but through Your love; how I live, how I take my every breath. Every day, it’s a daily walk; but every step we take, through the grace given. So many hearts are trying to live life, but in the end… was it a life lived? They say in life, to get by you need to keep your head down; push through. If we all bought into that concept, hearts would still be bankrupt; grace forfeited. Life starts and ends, through Your love. I now know, that you have to lift your eyes; to let the soul see… the salvation. Then hold your head up… high, to bask forever in the afterglow!

True living, is not about keeping score. That will never equate, to true freedom. Some think it’s noble to forgive, but yet the double talk; say never forget, remember the score. How can a heart truly be free, if it’s only the eyes… that is used to see? Fool me once, fool me twice; there’s no shame, living by a different set of heart rules. When the mind needs to remember, who took the heart for a ride? It’s probably an indication, of a heart embraced by too much pride. Open the heart, so the mind can be truly free. There are so many lies in this world, so many hearts have theirs on a layaway plan. You may have bought into it, but don’t let your heart be what got sold. The price has already been paid, so a soul can know its worth. There’s so much beauty, within a compassionate heart!

Father, it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks. You’re not looking for perfection, just a faithful heart. In Your love, where a soul finds true freedom. True fulfillment, is not in seeking after perfection. If we just learn to close our eyes to the seen; open our heart to the unseen, Your love is what enlightens the soul. Beauty seen in our flaws, imperfections seen as beauty; if we can just see beyond the lies. To quote the heart of one of Your children, who has learned this truth in their life. “To thrive, is a soul truly free.” A simple, but such a powerful truth… worth repeating. Through the veil, there is a beautiful exchange. Through the veil, a picture of a heart pure is seen. Through the veil, the bride is adorned… with such grace. An extravagant love, encapsulated within a breathless awe. Through Your eyes, a heart can only wonder; what beauty does Your heart behold? Father, may we all truly learn how to see ourselves; Through Your Eyes! #God Of The Second Chance!

This song Inspired, is a song by; Britt Nicole. An American Christian pop vocalist, songwriter, and recording artist.
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Moving!

So, let me try to unpack this, with show and tell. About a heart always on the go, a soul that knows how to press through. The move sometimes heavy. Not from baggage, not even from people who just want to put; your heart in a box. I can handle the weighty labels, and I will do my best to keep my family. From being labeled as anything… but strong; reinforced by the love of the creator. Society says to them, to get to the other side, of any situation; just keep it moving. As if that all a heart will ever need to do, but when you unpack it; life isn’t that easy. Everyone knows how to take a breath, but not everyone knows how to truly breathe. Every breath gives life, but even just breathing; can be difficult for so many!

Forward thinking, can help a mind stay a step ahead in life; but looking up, where hope is found. Getting to the next level, needs faith… to believe. Sometimes you just need to ask your heart; “who’s moving in, what’s breathing out?” We tend to focus our attention on the mortgage, the rent; the buying and selling. Everything in the world definitely has a price tag, but the question is this; “do you know the true sacrifice, and who paid the ultimate price?” That’s how a soul truly knows, how to look forward to a brighter day. The flesh can get weary, but the heart of a warrior; doesn’t let the mind dictate… where true strength is found!

Tired, doesn’t have to mean defeat. Overwhelmed, doesn’t mean won’t overcome. Broken, doesn’t have to mean shattered. Fragile, doesn’t need to mean; what’s inside is easily broken. A label, doesn’t define the resilience… packed within a heart. Whenever the glue seems to be coming undone, and the sticky side just won’t adhere. Don’t ever believe, the labor of love is in vain. When the love for, needs a refortification; between heart and soul. Regroup, reapply with a little more vigor; then go and conquer, your own doubts. During any move, the cupboard can look a little bare. But that doesn’t have to mean, that your heart doesn’t know how; to make the blessings overflow, this is a move!

So many things these days are breakable, but for me never the bond. Between my Daddy’s love, and my heart… it’s a forever hold. His love is the movement, that carries my heart, the wind that lifts my soul… to higher heights. For years my heart has been on a journey. Forever on the move, and always in a forward momentum. Along the way, Me, Myself, and I; have learned the art of, departmentalize. I’m not one to worry, my heart finds it a futile activity. Instead, I trust, and will forever believe; in the love that moves me. I can say with every certainty, without a shadow; His love is why, my heart is moving. And knowing His heart, why my soul is… forever Moved!

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Song Inspired; Fight Song!

It might be just a small faith, in a sea of so much eMotion. You don’t need a boat load of hope, for a heart to stay afloat. Just the anchor, that keeps a soul from drowning. Even though the tears are an ocean, and every breath another tidal wave. Even though your hear, seems so far out into the blue. Tears, don’t mean your soul is losing. Seeing a wreak, doesn’t mean hope is lost. The mind might be closed off, just leave the heart open… to hear you are loved. May your soul find strength, in the midst of the stillness. When your heart finds the quietness, let your soul listen for a whisper… of love. May your soul know true peace, proof that you will be okay; that your heart will go on. It might be a fight, just trying to keep it together; but hope is never lost. Let love be the song, telling your soul that’s your fight song; that your heart will go on… beating!

When the tide seems to be raising, when the heart feels overwhelmed. When the feeling, is a heart in too deep. Knowing to what depth, never the problem. For a heart, that wants to love deeply. Staying submerged in a deeper love, what becomes the soul craving. A little darkness, doesn’t mean a fire isn’t burning. A little water, doesn’t mean the flame will ever stop raging. There is a voice, a song in the night. With power to let faith rise again, to turn every battle cry… into a victory. Just taking one step, one foot in front of the other. Shows you’re stronger, than you even know. Within the heart of a warrior… there a fight song. It doesn’t matter, what anyone else believes; your heart is a fighter. Even when it feels the fight within is gone, believe with heart and soul. Don’t lose heart, don’t let your soul lose sleep. You have a fight song, let God’s love sing your soul a lullaby. Shh, rest; go from strength to strength, glory to glory. You’re gonna be okay, a heart forever changed!

  • Fight song is a song by, Rachel Platten. We are midway into the month, and I have heard, or read about so many who are going through something. For all those fighting something, or feeling Pain because of someone? Cancer, Loss, Suicide, Chronic illness; this is dedicated to you. In this life we will have trouble, and even though we try to guard our hearts; some days it’s a fight. I pray within your heart you know, you never have to fight through it alone. God is there, in whatever becomes the overwhelming struggle!
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I Can’t!

• Right up front I will let you know, this is a bit longer than usual. A part of the story, that was laid on my heart this week; to write and share. May it be a blessing, may it move you… closer to His heart!

For as far back as my heart can remember, I can see how God’s love; has been my refuge. Before my heart knew how to breathe, He was already my breath. Whenever my soul wanted to hide from the world, Hide and Seek; what the heart within a silent river, played day after day. My heart knew how to be quiet, but my soul restless; not yet knowing the stillness. But God, His love always knew; exactly where to find my heart. When my soul started the seeking; His love, what my heart found… every time. The heart of a child, didn’t yet know how to truly feel; but my soul, within an embrace. Why my heart can say, without any hesitation; I Can’t… do anything on my own. Every day is a fight, but never a struggle… for my heart. Even when my heart didn’t yet understand, my soul knew a long time ago; who I am, and who is the breadth. My heart can breathe, but I Can’t… take a breath; if not through His love!

He says I can do all things, but I know; only if His love… is what moves me. He says I’m a conqueror, but I couldn’t win a single battle; in my own strength. I can tell ten thousand stories, in my own words, but I still wouldn’t be able to move a single heart. If His love wasn’t the breath, breathing through each verse. I could repeat a thousand times; I think I can, I think I can. We can say all the right words, but it takes faith to believe… you can. When I stumble, I don’t have to worry about the fall. He died, so His love can show a heart… how to rise again. So many think, that I am so strong; but I tell you the truth. I would be truly weak, if His love wasn’t the power… that moves within. What can ever compare, to the greatest love; a heart will ever know?

Let me share with you, why iWirte. Why my heart is just the pen, His love forever the ink. About ten years ago, I had a moment, an encounter; a shift within my heart and soul. I was a Christian for twenty four years, doing everything asked of my heart. Head down, heart wide open; but the journey. One faithful step forward, only to see all the footprints; get washed away. A heart devastated, just like that little boy; a heart feeling so alone. But God, He took my heart; back through the pages of my life. To show, to reveal to my heart; the times when His love… never left me. That it was His love pulling me through, from what should have broken my spirit. You see, my praying grandmother made sure from I could walk; that God’s love, would be a part of my life. Even though He had a hold of my soul, I didn’t give Him my heart; until the age of fifteen. After giving my heart, the focused was just one thing; His love. My heart was so in love, but why not. Unbeknownst to the heart of a child, God was loving on my soul… for fifteen years!

I don’t believe in fairy tales, I trust in God. There is truly nothing in the world, I want, there’s nothing my heart will ever need; than this love. The search for love was over, the very moment I could clearly see. There’s a captivating love story, written on my heart. Why my soul no longer needs to hide, because my heart will forever seek. I Can’t, I Couldn’t, I Won’t, I Don’t… want to breathe, or even take a breath. If this love, is not what moves my heart. A textbook introvert, gave his heart. To receive sight, through an awoken soul. This love will always have my heart, for when I needed it the most; His love hovered. Creating within my soul, a deeper meaning to love. I Can’t do nothing; But, God Can… do it all. Joy, Hope, Peace, Strength; a Refuge. I Can’t even take credit, for who I am. His Story, His Voice; my heart; but His Love… within. Father, everything my soul has ever searched for, found complete… in You!

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