Who You Are?

You are here, You are moving; touching my heart. You are here, right here, right now; fixing what is broken. Removing any doubt, that You’re not still at work. Breaking down walls, building up a stronger faith; to what is now, a fortified love. You never stop, You’ve never stopped. Yes, the love is building; my heart is proof, the love is working. Why, come what may; the love can never be torn down. The love has been rigorously tested, why I know. There’s absolutely no dividing, a coming between… heart and soul. Even when I couldn’t yet see it, the love that goes into constructing this heart of mine; never ending, and still transforming!

I can’t speak for anyone else, but this one thing I know; beauty can come from ashes. When I got lost, within my own thoughts. Your love paved the way, so I could always find Your heart. The love was always there, to take me by the heart. A love so beautiful, light for the darkness. So, Who is This? My hope, my strength, my peace, my heart; the lover of my soul. My Daddy, My Father, Emmanuel, that’s what He is to me. He is here, moving my heart; building up a strong tower. You may never get it, or understand what I’m even talking about? That’s okay, I will never be offended; but His love, my heart will vigorously defend. I’m At Home, because my heart knows; Who You Are!

Who, What, When, Where, Why? You already know Who it’s about, perhaps also you will understand the rest. The love I know; What has made the forever shift, in heart and soul. I can tell you When, (1985) I got saved. But I can’t tell you Where, I experienced the first encounter? I believe it to be 1968, the day I took my first breath… of His love. So, Why? You see, growing up when I felt I had nobody, He was. When my heart felt lost for words, His love taught my soul how to speak. As a child, my heart had a Friend; but thirty four years ago, my soul befriended. I’ve been around religion since I could talk, in church, bible summer school; but I will never consider myself religious. Religion has attempted to destroy my faith, kill the love. My grandma set the foundation, but God… had the plan. And even though I’m telling the story, I don’t believe I’m truly able to explain my heart. You can learn scriptures, memorize words. But the truth that makes the love real, when it truly moves; from head to heart!

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It Belongs to You!

I have something, I have found something… special. So precious, but yet not my own; it was bought. So how can I ever deny, that it’s not You… that gave it to me? You put it there, You left Your mark… etched forever upon it. I don’t know why, how someone like me; ended up with such a gift? Why, would You even think of me? When so many times, it seems more than I deserved. I know it’s not fate, this is predestined. Why, I must concede, yield; but mount a relentless pursuit. I just needed to learn, how to get off my high horse. My mind can’t also comprehend, why I don’t rely on what I think. This was never about, how a mind thinketh!

Even with the mistakes, all the times I said no. Maybe tomorrow, I will give it back. You have been patient, far too kind, so so good; no… Amazing. But who am I, why would You think… I was even worthy of it? All these years, You never left me. Stayed through the ups and downs, in the middle of my mess. Even though I sometimes felt, to keep it locked up… deep within. Now I say, here I am. Forever and always, it will be available. Word by word, not just how the truth will unfold, but how Your love will be told. Whenever You feel there’s a need, take hold of it. Don’t hesitate to use it, to put Your love on display. Whenever You need me to give it up, for someone in need; I will raise a Hallelujah. I will say yes, would absolutely love to… be part of Your story. For I have something, and I’m absolutely sure; it belongs to You!

When I had no words, Your love became the voice. You filled the void, and left so much love. When I felt it was broken, You said not to You. Even when I thought it was so flawed, You said it was perfect. You see beautiful, in to me You see. It’s hasn’t always been clean hands, but behind the veil. Behind what I desperately tried not to reveal, You saw something becoming… pure. You see, right there; that’s what I’m talking about! It’s things like that, words I can hold so close. You keep leaving pieces of Your love, echoing over and over inside. It has left such a deep impression, a love that resonates profoundly within, and resounds deeply!

What can I say, grateful would even be an understatement. It doesn’t belong to me, this heart of mine. Someday, may there be proof. That Your love has shaped me, into a man… after Your own heart. Many may never get it, may never truly see why? But all will be revealed, when My heart, My soul, My passion, My love, My breath; has no more words. I say My, but I know; the I Am, is You. My Hallelujah, It Belongs to You!

“But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me!” 2 Corinthians 12:9 NIV

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The Message; Waiting!

Waiting for change, waiting on a change; waiting to be changed. Waiting for the moment, waiting within the moment. Hoping for the opportunity, hoping it doesn’t become a missed opportunity; to be profoundly changed. A heart, hoping a change will come. The soul in need, for the change to be evident. So it becomes a soul anxiously waiting, a heart breathlessly waiting… in anticipation; for a forever change. But faith has to first teach the heart, how to be still. Training an anxious soul to know, hope is the pivotal trait… of any fighter. Faith and hope, are action words. Hope a whisper in the dark, faith what moves… underneath every breath. So train the mind to be vigilant, teach the heart how to stay faithful; and in the waiting… let your soul breathe!

So many hearts are content, staying in your lane; not willing to cross the line. But, for the change to take effect? The act, therefore; needs to become a verb. Hearts are waiting for the world to change, not realizing; first look for a move of God… within their own heart. You can’t truly effect change, if you don’t already know; change first starts within. Free the heart and soul, then a different mind… set will follow. It’s not about a change in direction, but a shift in the perspective. The night doesn’t last forever, at dawn the light makes the darkness fall. To shed light, on blinded hearts. Even if the change is delayed, hope found… is faith always on display. If you know how to wait once, then you know the how to… do it again!

Mountains will move, and chains must fall. What is a sea, underneath it all. The promise still stands, great is God’s faithfulness. Crooked paths made straight, within a life well lived; every day, live it well. Waiting, doesn’t mean nothing happening, doesn’t mean nothing is moving. Even if you can’t see it, faith is working. Even if you don’t feel it, hope is moving. They don’t stop, never stop looking. For a chance to start moving, when your faith starts working. In the stillness, and under the quiet. Not to prove anything, but as a test for everything. Faith is not swayed by doubts, hope not persuaded to retreat; by the circumstance!

Faith is too strong, to fail; hope too brave, to ever be defeated. Trusting in God’s love, makes your faith better than it was. Stronger than you ever hoped, or believed it would ever be. What the world thinks should fail, when you don’t focus on the chaos… but God. When you apply hope and faith, to any situation. There has to be a shift… within the heart, then mind. So, find peace in the waiting. Comfort, within the understanding. That faith without the action, will never a heart that knows how to trust; a soul not knowing true stillness. Just know, He’s already there. His love is a whisper in the wind, a reflection in the shadows. The ray of sunshine, the light shining… through the Son!

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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!

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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!

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A Virtuous Woman!

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A virtuous woman, forever stands by those she loves. Cares for those she adores. Works tirelessly, to be the very essence of love. Gives every ounce of her love, every bit of her heart. Virtuous to know, how to seek the heart of God. To bless and honor her family, to endlessly watch and pray. Her love, steeped in virtue. No amount of battle scars, will ever change the beauty. Even within a storm, even after a flood; her heart still shines. For a woman knows her worth, and her virtue; a heart made of gold. For she is a woman, for she is virtuous. When the world needed virtue, God breathed into the world… a woman. When the breadth of a man, needed depth of love. God woke my heart to know, A Virtuous Woman!

Even though darkness looms, even though it may be her darkest moment. A Virtuous Woman, will never hesitate to let her love radiate; a light that emanates, from within. Her heart, a display of her character. Her soul, doesn’t just shine; it has a forever glow. The inner beauty, will always outshine the outer. Even if others can only see with their eyes, not their heart? They would have truly missed a moment, to be blessed… by her lo I’ve. For all the women, who feel lack; may you forever see your heart, as virtuous. When you think you’re not enough, may you always know. A virtuous woman is a rock, a true pillar of strength. I know this, for I too know a virtuous woman. The one, that shares my heart; her virtue, what I hold dear. Because a woman cares, because a woman has a heart that dares. She will forever be; A Virtuous Woman!

“Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good, and not evil all the days of her life.” Proverbs 31:10-12 KJV

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