Whenever the night tries to hold on to my soul. My heart awakens within the darkness, to assure my soul; the light is the anchor that holds. So I opened up my heart; the night gives way to the dawn. The anchor that grips my heart, it’s within the solid rock that steadies my soul. My heart is now locked within a gaze, anchored forever within a love; a love anchor deep within my soul. My soul is free, and my heart is forever nailed to the rock; where the anchor holds!
When the storm of life rages, peace has always been the stillness. The waves rise, but the tide has already turned. My heart finds rest within a calm, knowing the anchor holds. So I walk by faith, what I see; will only be on the surface, of what can truly be. Watered down, will never be my soul; my heart will never be shipwrecked, because I know the anchor holds!
Heavy sometimes becomes my heart, but my soul is forever attached to a hope; that the anchor will forever hold. The chains have been broken, cast aside are the irons; to a heart that knows how to be broken, gracefully. God’s love is the moor, my heart is just a vessel. Anchored to the rock will my heart truly be. Free, yes, my soul will forever be; to the rock that never ages. Firm and securely fasten for years has been my soul. My heart is built on only one foundation; that God’s love will forever be the cornerstone. The truth, my soul now holds on to; anchored, that will forever be my heart!
The banner, let God’s love forever be your banner. Let it not be just a lovely slogan, or something designed just to show. Let love be shown throughout our hearts, a true demonstration of love!
Let the banner be displayed within the window, let the world see into your soul. Let it announce the presence of a love, let the banner reveal how you truly feel; this love is King!
Let the banner be not just a feel good sign, that looks good. Let it not just be a posted note, stuck on the banner; but lacking stickability. Love is the glue, but a heart without true love will show signs; that it’s not a banner, but just a poster!
So plant your heart as a flag of love; let it fly higher, let it forever shine brighter. Show that the banner of love, is the highest flying banner within your heart. Show that your banner of love represents true royalty, the true monarchy; King Jesus!
A banner that flutters within your heart, a banner that is a display for your soul. A banner of true excellence, with an outstanding quality. The heading; The King is Among Us. Jesus Christ is our Banner; His Love Will Forever Reign!
Moses built an altar, and called it; The Lord is my Banner!
How do I get to the heart of the matter? One song writer says to; “Get Jiggy with it,” but I know that it’s not that simple. I love a good mystery, so why can’t I see what’s right in front of me, better yet; how do I fix the pieces? When I first believed that I could, it was so clear within my heart and mind; but now I’m not too sure, if I even have it within me? This is a mess; life can make things seem scattered into so many pieces. I can clearly see what I have to do, so why can’t I seem to get it right? This is absolutely frustrating, truly puzzling; that I can’t figure this out, but I’m absolutely determined to make this work!
Nobody said that it was going to be easy, and I’m not going to allow myself to fall to pieces over this; quitting is not an option. Spirit, help; me to rely on you, guide my heart. My eyes may not always see clearly, but if a heart is truly open; all mysteries shall be revealed. My heart knew how to see the big picture. The struggle was never about seeing, but having the faith to believe; in what only a heart can truly see!
So I took a step back, to start with the end in mind; to know what my heart is truly trying to see? Even if you could get the pieces to fit perfectly, you would still have to do it over and over; if you decide to just put your heart back into a box. God’s love is the key; to know what is true perfection. Puzzling, isn’t it, that a heart thinks that because it gets close to God. The heart now becomes the key; to unlock the puzzles within a heart!
Even relationships are like a puzzle; when you think that you’ve got it all figured out. You still need to put the right pieces into place, just so your heart knows; to see real love, your heart always needs to be vertical. Yeah, it’s hard at times to see clearly, but with true dedication. Even the small pieces; helps to make all things, work together. All that’s truly needed, is just a little faith; to give you those unforgettable aha moments. To know that God’s love is the unseen hand, that moves our hearts. Giving us the ability; to put all the pieces, into the right places!
When life hurts, and it’s your heart that feels the pain; love is in the midst.
When your heart feels undeserving, but your soul feels absolutely needy; love is in the midst.
When your soul feels fearful, but your heart feels desperate; love is in the midst.
When you’ve made so many mistakes, the right answer is still within reach; love is in the midst.
When trouble is all around you, and your heart just wants to feel at peace; love is in the midst.
When your heart is truly aching, and your soul just can’t live with all the faking; love is in the midst.
When your faith is absolutely shaken, and your soul feels absolutely broken; love is in the midst.
When your heart can’t seem to trust, but your soul knows it’s all about in whom you believe; love is in the midst.
Wipe the tears, even if your heart is just a little misty. Put your soul at ease, leave your heart at the foot of the cross. God’s love is always there; in the midst of it all.
When your heart feels truly contented, because your soul now knows a feeling so overwhelming. It’s okay to let your heart feel, your soul is in the midst of an amazing love; let it reign!
They’re strong, and no one can ever convince them that there’re wrong; so love becomes a battlefield. They’re young, and they don’t give you any promises, even if you demand it; so love stays a battlefield. We battle every day, just to agree that we will always disagree. So the battlefield turns into a mind field; the chaos is now the war zone. They will never give in, but we shall never give up. There’s too much at stake; their hearts, and your sanity!
So the battle rages on, but for one simple reason. K.I.D.S; Kid Irritation Disorder Syndrome. There’s no cure for it, this is a lifelong dilemma. This is an infectious love, absolutely worth injecting into our hearts. But if we’re not careful; improper treatment, can devastate a home. One side effect, the struggle can drive you mad; if you let it. The cure; pray… for strength. Just remember, driving will always be a privilege; not a right. If that doesn’t work, they just might use their life savings; to buy you a one way ticket, aboard the train heading off the rails. The final destination; guilt trip central.
But what they fail to understand, is that you’ve been there done that… yourself. You have the t-shirt, saying it’s a lifetime commitment; on the love train, heading straight to the heart of what matters most. K.I.D.S is absolutely treatable; with the right amount of love and affection. So stay in the fight, endure to the very end. One day they will come to understand; love was the battlefield, but hearts become forever fortified. Heartache to heartache we stand, who can’t hear will feel; that the true battlefield, is outside the home!
The struggle is real, but this is a just cause; their hearts are absolutely worth fighting for. Don’t let it be about taking territory; who’s right, who’s wrong. Equip them for the battles ahead, equip them with the mantle of love. Soon and very soon, they too will need to know how to fight the good fight; when they have their own case of K.I.D.S. The heart of a warrior, will always hold on tight to the truth of love. True love will always fight the battles that counts. Winning the battles was never the goal, building a strong unbreakable bond; that becomes your forever victory. Search your hearts, there you will find the strength to stand. Love is a battlefield, but the fight; is absolutely worth it!
There once was a blind man, his mind was Asking, but his heart just needed to Seek; to know the love Knocking at the door of his heart. The blind man thought he needed sight to see, but he just needed the faith to believe. So the blind man started Asking; heart, can you truly believe in a love you can’t see? Then a small still voice said; Seek… first. So the blind man took hold of his baggage, he was taught to always follow his heart. He just couldn’t quite yet see; for his heart to be forever free of the baggage, he would need to be led by the spirit!
So the blind man started on the journey, and even though some blindness still covered his eyes; his heart was being opened. To see that the journey only required him to believe; faith would be the substance, that made everything else clear. The blind man was starting to see, but the vision was not yet clear. Everyone seemed as trees; their hearts were rooted within the world, but not grounded within the truth!
Along the journey the blind man sought to know the truth. Asking, Seeking, Knocking; he knew the steps, but still too blind to know how to be led. The blind man could see the truth, it was living within his heart. But so many around him just didn’t realize; to see, your heart would first have to be open. They couldn’t see the forest, they were trees; swaying, but he paid them no attention. His eyes were forever fixed on the light; hovering within the darkness!
So he kept his head down, but kept his heart vertical; his eyes were no longer blinded. So he studied, building true depth within his heart. Deep was the truth within, a love unspeakable; firm became the foundation. Years passed, and the once blind now had a story to tell. A love story, forever etched within his heart. The once blind man could finally see; that God’s love was the journey. Seeing was never the answer, believing was always the choice; that made hearts free, to forever see!
Your love is the sound we hear; the reign. It beats against the pane of our hearts. Soothing the heart, a comfort to the soul; it’s the reign!
I feel the love reigning within my heart, I feel it reigning down into my soul. Let it pour to the depth, let it reign to the very end; the forever reign!
Let the reign forever overwhelm the heart. Make the rain never stop falling from our eyes. Let our heart be so overwhelmed, that the rain washes away every doubt; that Your love will forever reign!
Drench our hearts, let the reign seep into the crevices of our minds; and soak intimately into the depths of our souls. God Your love is the overflow, our forever reign!
My silent river will run deeper, my heart has become forever exposed. With just a touch, with every little kiss from Your love; our souls can feel the reign. Showers, Jesus, Your love is an outpour of showers. The clouds are opening, let our heart be always open, to know that Your love; forever reigns!
As women, people like to label you; categorize you. When you’re young and single, they label you with words like; Hot, Sexy, Fearless. When a woman is older, married and have kids; you become far more than just a sticker price. The labels seen only through the lens of the eyes, but the heart is where the true beauty lies; into you, that’s what they need to see. A woman will never loose the label used to describe her youth, they just simply age like fine wine. Aging heightens the beauty; maturing is what defines the essence within!
As men, we absolutely need to know how to appreciate the true essence. Essence is defined as: An intrinsic nature. The indispensable quality that serve to characterize; that used to identify something, someone. It’s the most important ingredient, the crucial element. The inherent, unchanging nature; A Mother!
Sure, outer beauty is nice to have, but a woman is defined by her true beauty; the essence within. What really makes a woman truly special, is the definition that radiates from within. This label that I speak of, is that of a Mother; a label that speaks of Love, and true Strength. A Mother looks after the home, but that doesn’t define her. She nurtures her kids, with all the love within her soul. All while working to help support the family. A mother’s love; unwavering love!
When you’re young you may be able to turn a few heads, and be admired for your outer beauty. But when a woman truly knows her Worth, she doesn’t need to turn heads; she has learned how to inspire a generation, with her heart. She has truly realized that she is a SUPERWOMAN; with the ability to even stop hearts, with just her presence!
Mothers, the label; scratch that. You have a title; built on Strength, but the foundation is Courage. The strength to be, with the courage that is; flawless. Mothers, I Celebrate You this day, and every day. Don’t let any label define you, it’s a Title that best Describes You; A Woman!
I used to try to hide my heart from Your love, but You would know just how to find it; maybe because Your love was at the center of my heart. Sometimes I’ve even turned my back, but Your love was still so relentless. You clearly saw that I had a foolish heart, my heart could never truly hide from Your love. I tried to avoid Your touch, but could never avoid Your presence. Your love became my heart, the very moment I gave it to You. There’s no need for You to seek, my heart can no longer hide; Your love is my heart!
Hide and seek is a game that kids play. Passion, desire, love; they play endlessly within my heart. They may hide, but Your love forever seeks; my heart is Yours. My heart wants to forever brag and boast, that Your love has become my everything. The more I seek, the more of You I find. The more I love, the more reasons a want to love. I don’t want to ever hide my heart, not when Your love has been my hearts closest friend; my heart is never alone. I will never again hide my heart, it’s the only thing Your love seeks!
I will seek You first, seek You faithfully, but seek Your love wholeheartedly. Just so my heart can forever be found, enjoying the presence of Your loving embrace. If You were to ever hide Your love, I will seek Your face. If You were to ever hide Your face, then I will seek Your heart; to forever have Your love. A heart will never truly know You, until that heart stops hiding; don’t ever hide Your love from my heart. Hide and seek was a game my heart used to play; tag I’m it; a heart forever in need of Your love!
We’ve all been hurt, some of us can still even feel the pain. Scars fade, the pain goes away; if you let go, and let God. Give God your pain, don’t be ashamed to show Him your scars; there’s a locker. Sure, I know it’s easier said than done, but what’s the alternative? Just let it sit within your heart, and fester; until something becomes truly rotten, but it turns out to be your soul? Life is a journey, the path may not be easy. The journey can be sometimes short, don’t waist the moments looking back. Let it be, ashes to ashes; dust yourself off. The journeys not over, until Him face to face. His love will always, and forever be the final destination!
Let me tell you about my heart, may it be an inspiration. My journey has been far from easy, but it has truly made my heart stronger. My heart has been called, let your heart be one of the chosen; to be good, and truly faithful. My desire is to have a heart like David. It didn’t matter what David faced, he held true to his faith; in God. Even when he could have taken Sauls life, he waited for God to promote him; the hurt was placed within the locker!
I want my faith to be as bold as Job, he said; “though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.” He lost every single thing he had, but yet his faithful heart; was secure within his God. That just blows my mind; curse God, die, wasn’t an option, not even a second thought for Job. What a great faith to truly behold, the hurt, the pain, the suffering; placed within his locker!
My friends, God’s got it; God’s got you, right in the palm of His hands. Put the hurt, the pain, put your trust; in Him who is able. His love is the key, He has a locker with your name on it. Give your hurt to Jesus, let His love be your comfort!
A Love Story! 
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