Three post that I hope are a blessing, have a wonderful weekend!
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Do you indicate left, right; I indicate up. Vertical the direction, the journey to forever; the destination, deeper. Ready, set, go… beyond trends. Set your own path, make your own mark. An outer marker, may indicate your position to others; but only what you allow them to see. But it can never truly indicate; the true position of your heart? Don’t get stuck in a holding pattern, no need to be beholden to the status quo; a trend the heart struggles to defend!
Take your soul to the next level, let your heart be a clear indication; of the true you. A true indication, will never be about affluence; but the measure, of what it can influence? If someone was to gauge your heart, would it reflect hot, or cold? A broken barometer, will never indicate true change. It’s never about feelings, that can change like the wind. Blow a mind, not with the warm, the fuzzy; the unclear. Check the functionality of your internal compass, does it identify; the true positioning of your heart? To what guides, not what controls. Set a mark, but don’t lose sight of the signs; hidden intersections, are crucial crossroads!
Love, respect; true benchmarks for sure. But also know how to search deep within, know your true point of reference; are you a made man, or a man made? Men and Women, have been tailor made; to be a beacon of hope, to a heart in need. It’s not about performance. So many performances, seem just an act… one, but seen too… often; just a show. When the acting is over, you still have to show; what you’re truly made of. There needs to be the light, through a lens; with real action. What should be forever seen, the love within. For that is the true Indicator, of a truly compassionate heart!
What, oh what can I truly say; when there’s so much beauty, in ashes. A soul on fire, a heart totally consumed; the beauty, in ashes. I have not yet attained, but this one thing I do; move towards the consuming fire. To live is life, but to die; to live forever in love, such gain. In this life we will have trouble, but we still take heart; for there’s beauty, in the ashes. But only if we look past the blowing smoke, to see the love within. Not with blinded eyes, but a heart wide open. How a soul learns to truly see clearly, after the rain is gone. Don’t focus on the residue, that falls from the eyes. But the true substance that moves, the love that surrounds; the presence that forever hovers!
Let the love burn deep within, how a heart truly knows. That it can truly rise again, from the ashes. Don’t let the fire burn out, don’t ever let the love go to waste. Don’t leave your hope in ruins, don’t ever let your faith be destroyed. Until all that forever remains, the burnt out ashes; a soul without the faith to rise. Every day is a test, not if you can walk on hot coals. It’s a test of your faith, not mind over matter. Real faith, that will test the heart and soul. Can you see, can you recognize true beauty within; and beyond the fallen ashes? There’s a new flame, it comes from flickers of hope. A spark, from a heart truly ready to ignite; through the faith within. That’s how a soul knows, to rise again, and again. New life breathed in, a renewed hope breathed out. A truly stronger faith; beauty, for Ashes!
I’ve been in the ashes, more times than I should have; but yet, I rise. Even if it seems like dreams are going up in smoke, there’s still beauty; within the flames. Thou it billows, when the dust settles; arise from the ashes. Rise up like a Phoenix, rise up like the dawn. Rise above brokenness, rise like an eagle; upon the wings of hope. See all the beauty, through the lens of a faithful heart. A heart that knows, what it truly is to see; beyond just the horizon. A soul reborn, forever set free; to soar even higher. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; thou the body will decay one day, to ashes. Yet the soul, shall forever rise above. With amazing gracefulness, in all the beauty that lies within; that’s what comes out, of Ashes!
What if the sun didn’t rise, would the day still know how to shine; could a heart truly see the light? Could a soul truly see beyond the shadows, or would the darkness they can’t see; forever rule over blinded hearts? Would a heart truly know how to conquer mountains, if the valley between the light; cast shadows of doubt?
What if the moon didn’t glow, could an endless gaze; truly make a glowing heart shimmer, even within the dark? Could a mere twinkle, truly capture the heart; could the shimmer, move a restless soul? Can the endless gaze, change forever; how a heart sees?
What if the rain didn’t fall, how would the grass grow; how could sorrow, ever get washed away? Some days the tears endlessly fall, and at the end of the rain; the grass doesn’t seem any greener. It’s the dawn, a new day; but the dew covers. It’s a do over, another day; but the sorrow still lingers. A little mist, that won’t stop hovering; over the surface of the heart. But yet, even in darkened moments. At the very dawn, the sun rose, in triumph. A forever bloom, a love Undisputed!
What if I never felt loved, what if I didn’t have You? There would never be a desire, a burning; just a heart, without love. If we don’t know how to celebrate Amazing, then how could a heart truly recognize; Mercy? How could a soul truly be free to experience, life changing Grace? If I don’t know what is Mercy, then how could my heart ever know; that I also needed some, or even how to show?
Like I said, what if; the SON didn’t Rise? Nothing within the world, would truly be the same. How would a heart ever know, that it was lost within the darkness? How would a soul know, the true light? Recognize the lighthouse, the light with a forever glow. Showing the way, out of the darkness. Giving the soul a reason, an opportunity; to bask forever in the radiance, within the Afterglow!
We’re in the final week of Easter, a time to reflect on what it truly means. Most of the writing I do, is written on, or around the day I post. This Wednesday I would like to share one, that I’ve been working on, for the past month. When it’s posted, I hope you will all be blessed from it; as much as I was working on it.
Truly Amazing, how the chains fell, how the chains broke. Yes, the chains are gone, gone, gone. My soul heard them fall, how sweet the sound. Grace, it was Your love; just Your love, that saved a wretch like me. How Amazing, that You still forgave; whenever I let You down. To this day, Your love never once come close; Your love has never once broken my heart, and that’s simply Amazing. How utterly precious You are, how profound Your love has touched my heart. How truly, how deeply; how Amazing, Your love has been to me. Grace, I once was lost; but never to be again. For now I can be found, wrapped up within Your sweet embrace. I once could see, but now I’m absolutely blind. Never again to see with my eyes, it’s my heart that truly knows; when I’m in Your presence!
Grace, it’s You; it’s You that taught my heart, what it is to truly feel. Within the Quietness, within the stillness of my soul. Where my fears were relieved, where Your love stirs my soul. Oh how, I love You so. Your love truly has my every breath, Breathless; how You always seem to find me. So, how can I truly say it any other way; without You, there is no me! How gracious You are, how beloved You have become. The very moment Grace appeared, was the hour my heart first believe; that Grace would die for me. That was the moment, the moment the chains were no more; a heart forever set free!
My God, my Savoir; King of my heart, how You ransomed me. How Your love blows my mind, oh how it stills my soul; and will forever move my heart. Grace, I don’t have to say it; You already know it. You know how much my heart, is in love with You. Your love, heavenly; a love so Amazing. How, how can my heart ever Thank You; for my Amazing Grace? A love like a flood, a love that gives so much mercy; never ending love. A love that will forever reign, within my heart and soul. Deep within my bones, my dear Grace; Your love will be, the song within my soul. Why my love will forever say; Grace, you’re truly Amazing!
Amazing Grace, is a Christian hymn; published in 1779, with words written by the English poet and Anglican clergyman; John Newton (1725–1807). One of my favorite versions, is by Chris Tomlin.
Good Friday is a week away, you probably have noticed that I’ve been focusing each of the last few post on Easter, and what this time is truly meant to encompass. I hope this post, and upcoming ones will be a blessing!
The push towards, the push forth; the breakthrough. Blood, sweat, tears; the issue. The edge, a soul desperate to no longer toe the line. A heart broken, a heart in pieces; a soul desperate for peace. The push through, is the only solution. Rags to riches, a soul with a story; but a heart lost for words. There’s sometimes a hemming, the hawing; but then push past, being a slave to fear. The push through, doesn’t have to be tailor made. The Hem, what leaves the heart in Awe!
A love stitched, within the fabric of our soul. If our hearts are truly open, it becomes the covering; the love that can wipe away tears. Why stay out on the fringe, why live forever on the edge? True love is found within, Under the Canopy. There will never be a let down, but a take up. But first there has to be an alteration, a shift in what you truly believe; in the here, the now. Hot, or cold; lukewarm, a heart still undecided!
The hem, the power to restrain; the power to bind. Within a love all encompassed, a love without limits; a love Undisputed. Faith in, what gives the power to loose. Render your heart, not your garment; reap, from what you sew. With an unyielding push through, a relentless push past… the issues; hearts are renewed. Chains fall, strongholds broken. Hope found, lives changed; hearts forever set free. The underlined texture, the true commitment; a heart exposed. It’s the breakthrough, from just a simple touch; The Hem!