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iTreat; Harley!

I once met a man named Harley,

he descended from the prestigious line of Davidson’s. Harley was rough around the edges, but when Harley graced you with his presence, you could see that Harley was top notch. The riveted exterior, was sure to catch your eye. Harley, was one of those so called; “bad boys.” People seemed to just gravitate, to Harley’s magnetism and charm. People would come in droves, just so they could say; we’re associated with the Harley family. So many have come, trying to dethrone Harley… from his pedestal, but to no avail. They would just end up peddling away, no BMX bike… could ever beat a Harley. Go ahead, Tour de France; do a little sightseeing. Check out the Tower, after you’ve had an Eye… Full; Harley will still be head and shoulder above the rest. Take a number, lean back and enjoy the show; it won’t be a competition. Just another show… off, looking for fifteen minutes of fame!

When the peddle collides with the medal, and while you’re still admiring the chrome. A sight you shall surely see, as Harley leaves you in the dust… off another trophy. For to this day, Harley has established himself; as The premier bad boy. Yes, Harley of the Davidson clan; you are such a road hog. But the plain and simple truth; “who can ever deny you this privilege?” You are a chopper, and over the years you have sent the competition… to the chop shop. You are too much of a class act, to ever make it be all about the streets. Harley is not hood, but can dust up; throw down with the best of them. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Harley you kill dem with it. Harley, you have more than earned your status, and rightly so. Vroom Vroom, Harley; you’re definitely a force… to be reckoned with!

I wrote this four years ago for my own amusement, but thought I would share it; I call it a iTreat, something different. Every so often I will share some of my interesting observations. I don’t own, or have any desire to ride a motorcycle. When I was a kid, Harley’s were interesting bikes; this is my take on the story. Below also is a quote, on a picture that can be saved. The tag theme is Happiness; picked by Renee @ Heart Tokens!

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Not Today!

To stomp on your heart, to trample on your soul; to let you lose sight of your dreams. To ultimately grip, your heart with unfounded fears. What the darkness tries to do, to your heart. Show the darkness you have a light; within, around, throughout… it all. Let the darkness be blinded by the light. Shine bright, shimmer fiercely; you are a diamond… not easily broken! Even in the rough times, let the darkness know; your heart is grounded. Forever rooted, no longer a slave… to fear. Kick fear to the curb, no trash talk today; my heart is predestined to thrive. Tell the darkness, Not Today!

You see, my friends. I too have faced dark times, but never a dark moment. What I mean by that? We all go through dark valleys, but I never let it define the moment. The darkness definitely has a shadow, but my heart is what will never cast the doubt. Just the light, a reflection of the love shining; from the inside. The darkness knows, I’m Never in the mood. So, when the darkness comes, trying to mess with your faith. When it tries to steal your hope, stamp the telltale sign on your heart; Not Today. I’m not in the mood… for the lies, the trickery; the deception. Let the darkness know, light within is so much greater. Then the darkness will surely give way, to the light… in you. Let the darkness read all about it, let it be front page news; how much your heart is truly free. And you’re truly bold, tell the darkness to pay special attention; to the highlighted area, Hell No… Not Today!

I hope everyone is having a wonderful week. I would like to share one of my earliest memories, of a “Not Today” moment. I was 13, some friends and I were heading to the mall to hang out. On the way there, my friends decided to take a shortcut; through someone’s backyard. They all jumped the fence, and wanted me to follow; but my heart wasn’t trained for that. I told them I wasn’t comfortable with it. One of them said, take the long way, or go back. It was a true defining moment, but never a hard decision. My heart was content, to just go back home. Never held it against them, it was a moment for my heart to say; devil, Not Today!

To this day I’ve never been one to be bothered, or influenced by what others thought, or said about me. Growing up I had a wonderful godly grandmother, who knew my heart need a firm foundation; why I’ve been in church all my life. Even though it wasn’t until the age 15, when I accepted the true calling on my heart. Looking back now, I can see that from a young age; I knew who I was, and am. When you hear about predestined, and set apart. I can unequivocally say, I truly know what that means. One of my favorite scriptures, which I memorized around the age of ten; Psalms 23. “Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me.” Verse 4‬, ‭NLT‬‬

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Struck… by the Beauty!

Your love, had my heart with just a mere glimpse. A heart forever captured, by just one glance. Into You, no; Your love first saw into me. A heart so profoundly moved, by such a sweet fragrance, by such a distinguishing aroma; a truly delightful love. So much more, than one heart could ever articulate. Makes a heart sometimes ask the question, why? Why does Your love, choose to make this heart… a home? Once a heart of stone, but now Your love is my daily bread. Even when my heart finds itself in a dry land, parched becomes the soul; a thirst for more You. A blown mind, a heart of stone struck by a love. A soul with a continuous overflow, water from the crevices of my heart. How could a heart ever hold back, when the gushing love; is a tidal wave of emotions? A heart absolutely struck, by the beauty of this love!

Even when I am struck, by a passing gust of fear; that my heart will be overwhelmed? It’s still Your love, that gives me enough faith to believe. There’s never any fear, trusting Your heart. The strength of Your love, what I forever lean on; the one thing that steadies my soul. Even when my vision is blurred, by what my heart perceives to be the truth. I am once again struck, to know Your love is the only thing; that helps my heart to see. I could gain the world, but still would have gained nothing. My heart wants nothing else, but You. To know Your love, is to know Your heart. Such a great privilege, is therefore my greatest gain!

Oh, I would rather be in want of air; than to ever be in want of Your love, that’s how my heart knows to breathe. Where have the years gone, it’s has been so many years; but it seems like just yesterday. Your love struck the first chord… within my heart. Your love stirred a silent river, moved a heart to tears; with an endless flow of love. A heart still struck to know, how Your love still moves me. So many days have gone wrong; down a ways, sideways, in different ways; but always, my heart remained vertical. Not in fear of being stuck down, but never wanting to ever be a letdown; to a love so amazing. A heart absolutely Struck… by the Beauty, of Your love!

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Song Inspired; Hello!

Hello, it’s me… myself, I… love You. Needed to get that off my chest, to give my heart another moment to breathe… in more of Your love. Can I Ask, actually; I’m here to Seek. Well, truth be told; it’s a constant Knock… on the door of Your heart, Your love is so inviting. Hello, is it me You’re looking for? I think so, You’re asking my heart; to write a love story. Yes, forever use my heart. But the question is this, will they truly get it? The Poetry in eMotion, are not just pretty words. The rhythm and the rhyme, yes it comes from the heart; but through a soul, attached forever to a vine. The growth, what truly makes this a Poetic Love!

Hello… can anybody hear me? When I was young I used to wonder. Yes, sometimes in my mind I would imagine; if my heart would truly know love? But now I don’t just know, I have a love that hovers; over the surface of the deep… er places of my soul. I don’t have to imagine anymore, every day is now a dream. Every new dawn, is a moment to kiss upon this love. Mmm… Hello; must have been, at least a thousand times. This love has so much substance. Your heart shows through Your love, I feel it within just a smile; it’s all I’ve ever wanted. Life is short, so for You; going to live it well!

Hello, but first it’s confession time. My love has passed outside Your heart so many times. I wouldn’t call it stocking. In Your presence, my heart was just so lost for words. How could my heart truly speak, Your love is speechless. Your love is an ocean, and I Was… a silent river. Hello… can You hear me; WAS, not anymore! My heart was once so blind… to the true depth of Your love, but now I see; how it’s my everything. A heart open wide, Your love always knows just what to say. My heart now knows just what to do, say Hello!

Your love is the sunlight in the dark, the air when it’s hard to breathe. I know how much You care, but what I’m here to tell the world; how much I love You… Hello. Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow. So, forever tell me how to always win Your heart. Just so some days, I don’t have to tell my heart; Sure-look, get a clue. Way-maker, You have made a way for my love; to come knocking at Your heart. Even though I speak with the tongue, I will forever speak from the heart. I absolutely need to tell You; Your love, had my heart… at Hello!

• This song Inspired, is one of my favorite song. It was released in 1983, written and sung; by Lionel Richie!
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Pieces!

Pieces of myself, the part with nothing missing; nothing broken; forever will I share. Will never give a piece that may shatter, leaving a heart broken. Pieces of my heart, a piece of my soul. The strength within, the love that makes a heart whole; will never let my love fall to pieces. Why I will never give a piece of my mind, a mind is a terrible thing to waste. Why I rather give… the purest kind of love. Why I will forever speak life, from the heart. Love, may every piece be truly evident. May every piece unite… heart and soul!

When the heart feels puzzled, and it seems like the pieces of your life; just won’t come together. May your soul never lose sight… of the big picture. Puzzles of the soul, every broken piece of the heart; doesn’t mean it’s shattered pieces of the soul. Every broken piece is a perfect fit, within a master plan. True mysteries of the heart, are forever being revealed; from the inside. When the cup runs over, even when a heart seems so broken. There’s so much life, so much peace, so much joy; that can still pour out of brokenness. A heart doesn’t have to be super, a soul truly doesn’t need to be crafty. When love is the forever glue, the bond… not easily broken!

May your souls be on the mend, may your heart forever be restored. Even if some of the pieces, are part of a broken fence; there’s a fix. May every last one of those pieces, find true restoration. If I can point you, to where your peace can be found? If I can show you, Who holds the pieces? Would you then have the courage, to paint a true picture… within your own heart? When a heart feel like it’s falling to pieces, every single broken piece; is still part of a true masterpiece. You don’t have to believe what I’m saying, just sharing Pieces of my heart. And if you’re in need of another peace? Let me share with you, a silent prayer. May a weight be lifted off your heart. Until there’s truly nothing missing, nothing broken; no more broken… Pieces!

#Love… within the broken Pieces!
#Keep Doing You… despite the shattered Pieces!
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Walk with Me!

My heart is racing, even though my soul knows the destination. I still need Your love close; to steady my heart, and still my soul. Every day I exercise my faith, for this race is about endurance; spiritual fitness. So many think that being propped up, is how you endure. The place where you first need to start, knowing how to train the heart. A healthy understanding, means knowing how to properly lift up… In the cool of the day, Your love talks with me. You never get tired, and even though I sometimes get weary. Your love never misses a moment, to sit with my heart. My soul is always at rest, knowing I can trust You with my heart. How You held my heart, gently in Your loving embrace. Every day I rise with Your love, chase after Your heart; You are my forever!

Your love walks with me, the song that plays within my heart. The melody, echoing endlessly in my soul. I don’t want my heart, to ever get too far ahead of Your love. I’ve learned how to follow the footprint, how to stay the course. Walk in favor, and let love be the legacy. I don’t get tired of running… after Your heart. Your love is the oxygen, water for my soul. The air, why my heart takes a breath. I run the race, but forever follow the path. The journey is not about, just trying to get to the finish line; but in everything how to be faithful. A heart on a mission… to be loving; but conditioning the soul to be grateful. Yes, it’s a race; but it’s also a walk… by faith. Though I walk by, every day, it’s still a need to walk in… victory; Walk with Me!

Along the way, there’s been days of sorrow; but I always got my joy back. Many days, my mind felt so troubled; but I always got my peace back. Days when I felt so lost, in the valley called drought. The shadows sometimes cast a doubt… in self, so I avoided the quicksand of despair. Some days I felt weak, tired of all the rain. Feasting on words of hope, how I got my strength back. After each test, when I finally believed. My heart was never predestined… to fail, I got my hope back. It was never about finding my second wind, but who I first needed to fully trust. Whenever my heart got tripped up, Your love whispered into my soul; it was only a stumble. It’s a race, never meant for you to run alone. I will always be here, to walk with you. Thank You, today and every day from now on; I choose to walk in victory. Every day I wake, I need Your love; Walk with Me!

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Stay Off the Grass!

Sometimes we tend to look into the lives of others, and think how the grass seems so much greener. Your grass is growing, and you do get to enjoy it; but it’s a bit patchy. You feel like your season is almost over, so you start to wonder; when will it be your season for change? The grass may look greener, but just remember this; first look for a sign. It just might tell you, Stay… where you are. The grass on the other side, didn’t become green overnight. Just like a well manicured grass, your heart is being meticulously cared for; it’s all in the details!

This tale is not about sweat equity, so don’t sweat it. If you sow the right seeds, and love the season you’re in; your heart will surely flourish. It’s about time, seed, harvest. When love is the fertilizer, your heart will enjoy showers of blessings. Let it rain down, lift your heart to the sky; give thanks. The grass may be greener, but you didn’t see; when weeds overwhelmed. What it took to get it looking so lush; a hope in, and how much faith was applied!

• Stay off the grass, if you can’t appreciate; the place where you’re at!

• Stay off the grass, if you’re unsure; if where you’re at; is not where you need to be?

• Stay off the grass, if you’re still guessing and spelling? If the sign is just for show, not a show; what results from true grit!

So, stay off the grass; if you haven’t yet learned, how to stay the course. Shortcuts are convenient, but it’s not the path. There’s a path, that leads to greener pastures; all that’s required, a choice. To not trample on someone else’s dream, trying to get to a brighter tomorrow. While waiting for your season to change, be not anxious; God sees where you’re at. Take hold of His love, let Him take hold of your heart. Be content, follow the path set before you. It’s the little things in the choices you make, that demonstrates your character. If you’re happy and you know it, do all… of the above. In everything, truly make it a labor of love. And Stay Off the Grass, if the sign; is in plain sight!

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” Matthew 6:25-26 NIV
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The Forever Tree!

Forever, a heart firmly rooted; a love deeply grounded. A love that pierces, deep into the fabric of my soul. A heart strengthened, rooted within a deeper understanding. Love is the journey, the depth unimaginable. The destination, a heart heading to the edge of forevermore. My heart is the tree, Your love is my roots!

A heart growing so much taller, not through a stature; but a love that takes a heart higher. While the soul learns how, to go so much deeper. A love that tugs on the heartstrings, shakes loose the lifeless limbs. Showing a heart the how to; flourish, in a greener tomorrow. My heart is the tree, Your love is my roots!

The length, the breadth, the height. Deep within, the place where the love grows. A heart needing not to just survive, a soul knowing how to thrive. Planted in the deepest, the uttermost parts; of a firm foundation. Day after day, I have a love; shining on my soul. A heart standing strong, standing tall, standing true; standing on a promise; forever. The love that makes my heart come alive, that makes my soul; beautiful. My heart is the tree, Your love is my roots!

Seasons change, sometimes the skies are gray; but every day the sun shines on… The poetry within, the endearing love I breathe; water for my soul. Lush poet-tree, tethered by; rooted forever in. May seem like a sappy love, but it’s been endless growth; and the roots are deep. The leaves are falling, but the glory is rising; within the love, in the Poet-tree. A fruitful love, ripening; from the inside. My delight, it’s on the inside; a poetic love. The tree of Life, The Forever tree; growing, within a faithful heart. My heart is the Tree, Your love my Forever; the roots of, my Poetry!

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Fun Friday; The Action Figure!

Does what you see on the outside, through the lens of your own heart; enough to figure me out? Are my actions distinct, noticeable? Or only notable, through telltale signs? May my heart truly paint the picture, tell a true love story. May it be more than just a noted tale, but the sign; of a heart forever changed? Perhaps like others, you feel the need to put my heart in a box; then label it… fragile, too easy to break. So many have tried to figure me out, analyze my heart. Yes, to know me requires a bit more Action, on your part. The human brain is complex, and I am a very complexed individual. A man made, not a made man; by anyone else’s standards. I try to not let my heart, be just another G.I. (Good Individual). Just another Joe, just another action figure; with a plastic smile. We sometimes have to fight wars, but I never rely on my own strength; to win each battle!

Here‘s the fun side, and you all know this; “everybody likes Kung fu fighting.” Well, when I say everybody; I mean me, myself, and I do. Bruce… Lee… was… the… best, always… lots… of… action; the kicks were fast as lightning. Even though there was a pause… between the words, and the lips moving; the Action was on point, ha. How about that Buzz Lightyear, always going… beyond; a true action figure. That’s right, I’m an Action guy. Okay, I admit, at times; there’s drama being played… out in my house. Yeah, I’m not ashamed to say; I’ve watched my share of the proverbial; “chick flick.” But the strangest thing, at times I’ve had to turn away; “whenever something got in my eye.” As a man, it’s not always easy; to understand the true mysteries of the heart. But that will never stop this man of Action, from trying to get to the heart; of what truly matters. I am not on a quest, to find a lost relic. This is about a chase after, that which is truly forever. To discover, I have to Ask, have to Seek; Knock… down every vain imagination. To discover the truth, about who I truly am? What I have found, a treasure. A precious love, near and dear to my heart!

Sometimes, the O.C.D wants to jump in, with one intention. To mix it up, with the more responsible side of my heart. Leaving the heart desperate, trying to figure out; is it Me, Myself, or I… don’t know? One thing my heart does know, the culprit; however unlikely the suspect, must be the cause… Sherlock. They say Actions, sometimes speak louder than words; but please don’t get it twisted. Seeing what you think you see, that will still never be enough; to figure out this peculiar soul. A man trying to love absolute. So riddle me this; “what therefore is absolute? If the love within, is not based on the absolute truth?” I tell you, if the absolute truth is not part of each Action; then the act itself, therefore becomes meaningless. So let me be absolutely clear, so my words are not lost in the translation; from heart to mouth. This day, and every single day thereafter. I freely give love, and try to do so; wholeheartedly.

All my life, I’ve tried to be good. Held my tongue, so God’s love could hold my heart… close. Go figure, this once silent river. Has been chosen, a heart called… into Action; for such a time as this. My heart has seen a lot, but some things; my heart can no longer ignore. Others can question my Actions, have an issue wIth my faulty heart; but no one will be able, to judge my soul. Buy my silence, steal my voice. My words will never be a beat down, just a how to… build up. I may not be able to leap tall buildings, but my faith; can ever be bound. By a two-sided label, or put into a cute little box. Action, is not just about being a hero; but how to be a true Action Figure. With a heart made to be authentic, not molded by an ever changing standard. Solidified, within a plastic facade!

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