Category: Life

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!

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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.
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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!

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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!

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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!

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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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