Abba, before I took my first breath; Your love was already breathing within my heart. Before I ever spoke a word, Your love was keenly listening to my soul. Before I took my first step, Your love taught me that it was about baby steps. Master the crawl, Your love will never make me fall; You’re such a Good Good Father!
Such a breathtaking love, sometimes I can hardly speak; breath be taken. A love undeniable, a love unexplainable. How it taught my heart how to crawl, until I became a man; who knew how to love, unconditionally. But Your love didn’t stop there, it’s taking my heart deeper still; You’re my Good Good Father!
Daddy, even when my heart seemed like your foe, Your love still wouldn’t let me go; a love so Relentless. Your love fought for my heart, just trying to give peace to my soul; my heart truly knows Your name. Daddy, I Love You; You’re a Good Good Father!
Fathers, do your best to be a good man. Dads, love deeply, love faithfully; deep down, that’s who you are!
The chains are broken, let them fall to the ground. The chains are broken, lying on the ground are they. Pieces, they are just pieces; the chains are no longer resting against your heart. Breathe, let your soul breathe; the chains are broken. Fasten your soul with the belt of truth, secure your heart within love. Let love arrest your heart, don’t be handcuffed by what lies within the unknown; if someone sees the pieces, will they ever link it back to your heart?
Shackles, they were never shackles; just a chain with linkage, your heart was never linked to a chain that binds. Don’t believe the lie; that your heart will forever be in chains, let that link forever be broken. Life can sometimes fight against your will to resist. Always fight back, push back if you must; resistance will never be futile. Don’t ever let fear keep your soul a prisoner; fight the power that be. Break free from the mind games, don’t get roped into peer pressure. Cut the ties, the ties that tries to bind; fight to keep your heart free!
You might ask yourself, if the chains were truly broken; why can’t you see them on the ground? My friend, don’t look through the lens of the eyes; see into your soul, through the lens of faith. The chains were broken, the very moment your heart was set free. Don’t hang on to brokenness, let that what is broken; be the chains that tried to bind!
Many rivers, that’s what so many hearts have cried. So many bridges they’ve had to build, but so many still can’t bring themselves to cross; the bridges are broken hearts. So the river becomes a flood, deep within the soul. So many hearts, are just trying not to be swept away. Fear becomes the anchor, loneliness is the sure; but becoming just another river!
So many rivers, flowing is the silent river, raging is the current. Hearts are drowning; the river became the deep blue. Can they ever find a way to get over… it won’t be so easy; if they continue to cry themselves a river. So many rivers, but there’s still the cross… over on the other side. You can get there, there you will discover; that you can find so much strength, within a river!
Whenever you feel the water becoming a stream, and it’s flowing down into your soul; let your river flow into the cliffs of the rock. I know that you’ve seen so many rivers, but all rivers have a way to get across. Your soul will never be washed up, your burdens will just be washed away. There’s a reason for life, there’s a reason for your life. Even if you feel lost, you can still find your heart alive; at the cross I point!
Let the King of your heart, be the reason why you want to cross. Let His love be the fountain, you drink from, the song that sings within your soul. The wind for why you sail, your anchor; secure within the waves. You have no reason to fear, don’t be afraid to be drowned within God’s love. Revival can be yours within the river, just say; flow river flow!
The king’s heart is in the hand of the LORD, Like the rivers of water; He turns it wherever He wishes.
Life, can sometimes come at you hard; that you think you’re in a fight, a fight for your life. I learned at an early age, how to bob and weave pretty good. Float like a butterfly, no; I wasn’t the greatest, but I knew how to hold my own… heart. Life just wouldn’t allow me to catch my breath, so I just held it all in; breathing seemed to be optional. But life still decided to hit me with a sucker punch; it knocked me to One knee. I was absolutely stunned; life should have known, I wasn’t about to stay down. So I gathered up my pride, stuck it back in my heart and said; life, is that all you have… to offer?
So I got off my knee, got back in the fight; only to continue with the same bobbing and weaving routine. I wasn’t a sucker. Yeah, I said it… to myself. I knew how to take a punch, sometimes; it was like I was fighting my own heart. My bout with life got intense, this went on for fifteen… years. Sure, I got in my share of jabs; just to show life that my heart was in it to win it. But in the fifteenth… year, the hand of life shifted; my heart. It rocked me to my core, it made me do a serious gut check. Life was tough, a formidable opponent for sure. Life hit me with a blow; it brought me face to face with a Cross!
The encounter sent me to both my knees, so this time I prayed; for mercy. Oh Lord, my heart felt it; the shift. I could have avoided the Cross, but it was time to change my approach to life. I thought this time it would be the ten count, but it wasn’t counted as a knockdown. Just a moment to give my heart a new perspective, on life. My heart finally realized that we can’t go toe to toe with life, without the Faith to believe; that we can conquer life’s battles. Life is a contact sport, a fight; my heart was being prepared to face a Champion. Undisputed has been His title, amazing is the character. Just being in the presence; my heart knew that this is the Greatest!
Life’s objective, is not to win all the fights, but to keep us so distracted; that we don’t even realize our true potential. Life, you are truly a worthy opponent, but I’ve learned within my heart this simple truth. That it’s not about how hard life hits; but how hard you can get hit, and still keep moving forward. Faith, hope, love; strengths, within the right character to endure. Life is a fight, just don’t let the past; be what determines your future. Having the spirit that fights, that’s the start; wisdom is the crucial element. To know that life is best fought, with a surrendered heart!
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!
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