A Friday Story; The Arrested Heart!

Most hearts believe they’re living free, but yet still not knowing; how to escape a prison, built within their own mind. Even a beautiful mind, can still contemplate. What would become of their heart, if the power of positive thinking. Could control the desired outcome; within mind, body, and soul? How can a heart ever realize true freedom, if thoughts alone are able to arrest the heart? As a child, my heart found solace; living in an introverted world. Alone within my own closed off minded thinking, enamored with me, myself, and I. My heart became the easy target, to what might seem like a victimless crime. Someone trying to make a withdrawal, without first making an adequate deposit. Love was the currency, but my heart was heavily guarded!

A prisoner to a mind always thinking, always twinkling; trying to make light, a vivid imagination. A heart living within my cold world, and those around me… numb to the chaos. So therefore, it became a heart arrested. Locked up in a solitary confinement, by thoughts becoming. Handcuffed to, but not shackled by. Chains fall, didn’t have the power to bind. When a soul is predestined, to live free… of the darkness. A soul learning how to thrive, not just survive. Within a solitary confinement, there was an interlude; a breaking point. My heart was hearing whispers, underneath my breath. It wasn’t a mind going crazy, but a heart learning how to breathe… for the first time. A mind letting go, a heart learning how to take control. My truth has power, my heart with words to resonate. A soul getting a moment, to speak through the voice called love!

That’s the back story, a heart trying to tell the story; love is the storyteller. My heart is just the pen, the love is the ink. The journey is life, but the story is the journey. The best part, started with hands up; then on my knees. It was a soul surrender, the Arresting of a heart; was the humbling experience. A soul face down in the muck, a jar of clay being molded; beauty for ashes. For a heart that never banked, on being a Teller… of stories. A heart coming from living in an introverted world. My heart was never interested, in making substantive withdrawals. I learned from an early age, that the thief comes to steal; but that never bothered my mind. You see, when you haven’t really been given the kind of love, worth depositing. The love isn’t something, my heart could bank on. But unbeknownst to my heart, there was a lover of my soul!

Judge, I throw my soul… at the foot of Your mercy. Sentence my mind, forty days and forty night. Let my heart go free, with time served; within a solitary confinement. I will never again, allow my love; to be confined, but defined. Defining moments within life, to see a mind release, a heart freed. No more walls, the love looked away… forever set free. Why the latter, better than the former. A heart no longer enslaved, not to fear; but a captivating mind. I had to let love raid my mind, invade my soul. So that a prevailing love, could set free… a captivated heart. Love, arrest my heart. If an over zealous mind, tries to put a heart set free; into another Solitary Confinement!



A whisper within the dark, a love whispering underneath my breath; Your love is an ocean. My soul is not shipwrecked, my heart is not bankrupt; just drowning, trying to fathom the depth of Your love. Take my heart deeper, take my every breath. Through Your love, show my soul how to truly breathe. S.O.S, I know Your love will rescue me. I Surrender my soul, Over to the Safety of Your love. My heart is not in distress, Your love puts my soul at rest. Going deeper in, helps my heart overcome the test… stress. A heart needs to always go deeper; not to meet a fate, but to prove the faith. Your love is relentless, will never stop searching… my heart; to save me, from myself. Hover over my soul, Your love will never fail… to rescue me. Deploy Your love, but not until my love; becomes fully submerged… within Your heart!

When the rain down my face, turns into a tidal wave. I don’t fear being overwhelmed, by the eMotion. Your heart came with a life preserver, and Your love is what saved me. Your love Rescued my soul, not to effect change in the mind disposition. Not just to enlist a deeper understanding, but to a enlighten the soul. To how deep it goes, becomes the true meaning. Your love is the endless hope, that steadies the soul. Elevates the heart’s posture, to higher heights. Why I don’t struggle, with who I am. My strength, in who You are… to me. Being rescued, is a heart longing to be forever swept away… by love. When the love overwhelms, over my head becomes the state… of the soul. When the true depth within the drowning, becomes truly profound!

So therefore, why would a single soul? Ever want to keep their hearts from being forever free, when life becomes more than just living? I have not yet attained, but yet the forever gaze… becomes the soul focus. A heart still needing to go deeper. Forever submerged, for the soul to experience a true drowning; in a sea of eMotion. Whenever my heart is in need, Your love is always there… hovering, waiting for a moment to rescue. Why my heart knows Your love is the one thing, able to Rescue my soul. Dive right in, Your love has made such an impact… within my soul. My heart is in need, forever wide open. Forever captivated, my soul forever in need. To not just be saved, by endlessly Rescued… by Your love!


Lest We Forget!

It’s a moment to reflect, a moment to be grateful; Lest We Forget. We should always be in remembrance of D-day. But we should never forget The Day, of the greatest sacrifice. On the 11th day, of the 11th month in 1918; many bravely gave their lives. A moment in time, so therefore give a moment of your time. A moment of silence, so the moment will not be forgotten…. within our heart. A moment to reflect, on all the brave hearts. That valiantly fought with courage, and true honor. So that many others could one day be free, to live in a world with a measure of peace. A moment to remember, how fortunate you are; to live in a time… such as this. So stand still, and take a moment to honor the fallen. But Lest We Forget, God first made a way. Stand still and know, salvation first came through the cross!

Jesus gave His life, so all can forever be free. Why, every day is a moment to reflect; upon the true meaning of the cross. A moment to honor The One, who made a way to true freedom. Who therefore is brave enough, to let your heart surrender; so your soul can be saved? Jesus defeated the darkness, He has never lost a battle. So, whenever a war rages within your soul; let God’s love fight for you. The battles are won, through His love; deliverance forever yours. When to His love, it’s hands up; in a complete heart surrender. We have many moments to remember, opportunities to reflect. How you got liberated, why you have true freedom. Lest We Forget, it was because of the Cross!


Song Inspired; Why Me?

Why me, Lord? What have I done, to deserve even one tenth of Your love? Tell me why, why was my heart chosen; why my soul predestined, to know such love? Why, did Your love see a need; to stir the water, flowing Deep In… a silent river? A heart current, but it’s been Your love; that has made it… relevant. A boy once of slow speech, has forever been transformed; into a man… with much to say. My heart is an instrument, within Your hands. Your love has been so instrumental, turning every eMotion, into poetry. Your love has enlarged the territory, between heart and soul. Between every breath, Your love teaches my soul to breathe. My heart has expanded, to have a deeper understanding; how much You love!

Tell me, Lord? What did You see, that made it worthwhile… loving me. You say You’ve loved me, before I was even born. But tell me, why did You whisper in my heart; “stop searching, I have a forever love… chosen for you.” Lord, so many hearts in this world; but yet Your love, knows my name. My soul hears the whispers, my heart hears Your love whispering… underneath my breath. Why, I try to capture every little whisper. To let my heart pen down every little bit of the love; dripping down into my soul. Then when pen and paper have a moment. My heart is the pen, Your love the ink. It’s not about big words, or a big heart; but about a big God. Speaking into my soul, letting His love echo endlessly within my heart. So the love can be felt, moving within every verse!

But oh Lord, oh Lord. I just need to ask; what about the fall? Oh, I am just a man; can You truly trust my heart? Oh Lord, why did You believe; my heart would be faithful? Oh Lord, why me? So many times I have stumbled, and with Adam it was a fall. Oh Lord, oh Lord, I am just a man. A man truly grateful, that Your Grace always goes before me. To pick up my mouth, because my heart… is so much in awe. Whenever I have a misstep, when You catch me… within the midst of a fall. Let it be, dear Lord. Just a moment, to be so gracefully broken. You solidified Your love, even when it was still… a hardened heart. So many years have gone, and my heart has learned so much. But only one thing my soul has come to truly know. I just want You, and still need You so… walk with me!

My son, your heart has never needed an answer; just a question, Why… not you? Even if you asked a thousand times? My heart will always whisper, because I Love You. Deep within your soul, I have seen the desire; “to be a man after my heart.” Why you, so you could tell… my love story. The love you have, the world didn’t give it to you, and they can never take it away.

Oh Lord, through Your heart; I know who I am, what I am… to You. My soul’s in Your hand, my heart within Your care. Where would I be, if You left a silent river… floating within denial? Take me by the heart, guide my soul; until Your love becomes, undistracted devotion. Your love overwhelms, oh Lord; Why Me. Tell me why, did You have my heart and soul… at hello?

Why Me, is a song written by; Kris Kristofferson. Performed again by CeCe Winans in 2017. I grew up hearing this song, when I heard it again last month. It made me reflect on the question; “why me,” and how His love has impacted my heart! Hope it was a blessing to read, as it was for me to write!


The Rare Bird!

This is a story, about what you can call; the rare bird. Some have asked the question, why doesn’t things seem to bother; what is a torment for even birds of prey? Maybe because most hearts know how to go through a phase, but never a shifting. A heart needs the right perspective, to rise above. Many have tried, to figure out this bird. For when others are pulling out their feathers, trying to solve the dilemma of the mind. This bird knows, a true resolve to what confines; always a heart matter. Beauty for ashes, how a heart knows it has wings to soar… above circumstances. A heart free, to transcend what a soul needs… to take flight. When the heart truly has a song, when the soul know each verse of a love song; is a heart free to sing… like a bird. Stress therefore becomes but a word, fear of the unknown never a concern; every breath becomes the freedom song!

This is not about being extinct, not about having a good instinct; but being truly distinct, “set apart.” Don’t get me wrong, life is far from being a heart perched up on a hill. This bird has had anger issues, but always few and far between. Even when small minded hearts are chirping, this rare bird still has a song; Amazing Grace. Even when some days were a broken wing, every day was a Rise up; and raise a hallelujah. A heart no longer isolated, to the feeling of unwonted. Soaring to higher heights, on the wings of love. Unfamiliar wasn’t a deterrent, fear never an obstacle. When freedom truly knows no bounds, chains fall. None of this is remarkable, but can be seen as out of the ordinary. Being free is never just singular, when the wind beneath your wings… is a love Extraordinary!

Having the strength to overcome, is not rare. Knowing how not to rely on just your own strength, is what gives you the true power to overcome… what may. So many know how to touch, but struggle to know what it is to feel. We can have great sight, but can we truly see… that it’s not always about comprehension; you have to first believe. Up, up, in the sky; it’s a bird. Down on the earth, the focus needs to be hearts grounded; souls, knowing what it takes to soar. No super powers needed, just a change within the belief system. A heart doesn’t have to go out of its way, to seem impressive. Just demonstrate that the matter of flight, is settled within your own heart. To stand out, means a resolve within; a love impressed deeply. Teaching the heart how to open wide, stretch the imagination. For a heart to truly know Fearless, and Attainable; the soul has to first be… Free!


The Mirror!

A reflection, sometimes it’s a need to just reflect; to look deep within. What can be seen, may not always tell the story. They say, “a picture is worth a thousand words.” But tell me this, why do we tend to only look upon a reflection; thinking we know the whole story? A thousand reflections, can convey pieces of a picture. But the essence is still in what you see, as your true worth. A one sided reflection, is still a mirror made of glass. Paint your own picture, but let it be a true reflection… of the image of love. Flaws doesn’t mean, not a masterpiece. Broken doesn’t mean, not still a mirror. Seeing can sometimes be deceiving, if believing isn’t always part of the seeing!

Without a true reflection, of what you’re looking for? A mirror will only show the outer, never what’s deep down inside; where the truth unfolds. Seeing clearly, isn’t just recognizing what’s revealed; but also seeing what needs to change… within? If the lens within a soul is unclear, and the heart is still going through a phase; the image is just a haze. A mirror reveals, but it’s the heart that’s revealing; who you truly are… inside. So many hearts think it’s all about the light, but the question is this; what light do you reflect? Object in a mirror, are closer than they appear. So we constantly need to check our blind spots, not just what looks good… to our own perspective!

For change to be clear, to be truly noticeable? You need not rather to believe your eyes, but truly trust your heart. The glass half empty approach, is just a watered down version… of the truth. Not a true heart reflection, a heart with a substantive outlook… to life. So many outlooks have a distinct reflection within the mind, but doesn’t reflect the true nature of the heart and soul. A mirror is just for show, the here and now; never the future version of yourself. Plan for the future, but life is lived… one day at a time. Reflect, but know the vision; can sometimes have a slight glare. Making it hard to notice, a crack along the surface… of the heart!

We can use a mirror as a looking glass, but you still have to love what you see? We tend to have confidence, trusting what our eyes can see. But are you truly confident, you can always see the best in you? What should always be on display, the true reflection of a heart. Mirrors are wonderful, they can show so much; but won’t show everything. We have to know how to consolidate; the image you see, and who you are… inside. Two reflections becoming one; the reflective, with the reality. We first have to move past the seen, to know to be moved by the unseen. It’s not just a look on… the surface, but a look within. To check what is the true lasting reflection, within your heart!