Tag: God

Hope!

Hope, you’re such a good friend. When my heart was lost in the darkness, Your love was the light; shimmering bright… into my soul. Hope, how I will forever lean on You; my faith and trust… in You alone. When fear is the darkness that creeps, You put hearts and mind at ease; with just a small still whisper. Hope , love for You; what steadies the heart, what comforts the soul. Hope, I truly can’t speak for anyone else; “I Love You.” Just thinking about, what the essence of Your love truly means to a heart. Words cannot even express, who You are. But one word can truly describe, what You are; faithful. Every time, You peer deep into my soul. It’s a river, an endless overflow… of my love and tears!

Hope, You are a strong tower. Your loving embrace, gives a soul true confidence. Teaches a heart, what is true faith. With Hope, what battles your soul; won’t make it so easy, for your heart to just give up. Hope, will help you to stand stronger. Mountains will seem that much smaller. Whatever seems a giant, with Hope; it will never define your heart. I can say without a doubt; Hope, is a true friend. When mother, father, brother, sister. When the world seems the darkest, there’s still Hope… for a brighter tomorrow. In times of need, a heart that has Hope; will always cast a light… on shadows. When fear takes hold, when the dog bites, when the bee stings. When the feeling is only sadness, in the very midst… Hope!

My friends, let Hope take hold of your heart. Let Hope forever walk with you, talk into your soul. Hope knows your name, Hope knows how to soothe… your beating heart. You’re not alone, Hope is the power within. Trust Hope with your life, then every day… walk in victory. Hope, will never rob your heart. Hope is a gift, for when darkness grips the soul. Hope is what a heart needs, to see clearly. When the thief comes at the darkest hour, to steal, to kill; to rob you of every bit of your joy. With Hope, your heart will know how to hide… in the secret place; where Grace and Mercy resides. When you know how to put your Hope… in God. His love will never let your heart and soul, be destroyed!

“I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans‬ ‭15:13‬ ‭NLT‬‬
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De… vices!

Why does our hearts, cling tight to so many devices; as if our life depended on it? Is it so we can affect change, or just to be affected; by the changes… happening within our hearts? Oh me, oh my, these devices are so fragile. Without any warning, shattered… lives, hearts; too wrapped up in the materialistic. Don’t let vices, get in the way… of what truly matters. Focus on how real love, can forever transcend the heart. Everybody wants you to; like this, follow that. Spoiler alert, my story is not about who I Like; but whom I Love. The only thing that can give a heart true happiness. When it’s a change of not just perspective, but true change… within the heart and soul!

Please don’t get my heart twisted, devices are very useful; it’s a Vice that can squeeze the life, out of a unexpected soul. Stay connected, share your world, keep in touch. But at the same time, make sure you use real love… to touch a heart. Devices can help you to, “keeping up with the Jones.” But for so many, it’s all about; “keeping up socially.” If life is not truly about sharing the love, and not about just the likes. When the focus is just on the, iThis, or the iThat. When we truly fail to make it also about, “what others need;” and not just about what, “iWant.” Therefore devices have truly become, about absolutely meaningless things!

Yes, the iPhone, the iTouch, the iPad… mini; are how iConnect… to words of truth. But I still need to daily wipe clean my mind. Clear all the junk, all the unnecessary clutter; trying to clog up the heart and soul. So there’s a true opportunity, to reconnect, to be touched; by a love that transforms. Whenever the need, is to say what’s on my heart; it’s a call… to the lover of my soul. Never a dropped call, never a bad connection. The only device ever needed, a heart connection; a soul connected… to the main line. Don’t ever let devices, become what they should never be; “vices!”

When push and shove comes together, let your soul desire; the real face to face. It’s not about some FaceTime, but a moment for some real time; heart to heart. Life has lots of distractions, just don’t allow them to get all your attention. Make it about the here, the now; moments of reflections. Devices should never take the place, of true interaction. Cast your De… vices, take hold of God’s heart. Devices will help you get connected, but they’re only a point of contact. So, why would you ever allow any device, to monopolize true affection? Let your heart be totally fixated… on His Amazing Love, and not just discardable; De… vices!

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The Message; Cruise Control!

Cast your cares, cast your heart on the other side… of what you see. Set your sight on a new horizon, on a brighter tomorrow. Into deeper waters, into a true ocean of love. A heart ready to forever cast away… whatever tries to bind. A heart wide open, to set sail on what is an open… eyes to see. Faith, is sight beyond what can be seen. Even though your heart, may not be sure of the heading. Be sure of this one thing, your soul has a destination. Your heart gets to choose the direction, but the journey is already predestined. Most hearts tend to have a cruising speed, but tell me; who truly has the wheel?

Be in control of the love, but make sure you know what kind of rudder; is steering your heart. Even if I tried, I could never put my heart on cruise control. What drives me, is also what moves my beating heart. Life is short, a journey that takes a heart into so many tomorrows. Once the journey becomes clear, once your heart has made the choice to be free; never look back. Live it right, live it well. Live with no regrets, no guilt, no shame. But first choose to live it, within God’s love. Try not to let your heart drift off course. Even a degree off, never gets a soul… to the chosen destination. We forever need incremental changes, meaningful; true lasting course corrections!

God knows what’s best for you. His love can prepare your heart, prepare your mind; to be ready for whatever comes. With His love in control, you can never go wrong; with the strength to pass any test. Feel the need for speed, but always remember. Love for, doesn’t also mean in love with. Why, our hearts should never be only on Cruise Control. Be intentional, the will, the power; but forever a choice. Don’t let the heart and soul, be two ships passing in the night. Let the love within, be the compass that guides… the heart. You’re free to do, and even if you get off course. His love will still be there, to show your heart the way home. A life renewed, but a soul that knows how to give thanks; for such Amazing Grace!

John 21:6 ESV – “He said to them, “Cast the net on the right side of the boat, and you will find some…” What’s your some; Love, Joy, Peace? Cast… away, how you forever get some!

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Freedom!

Most people think, freedom is a road. I believe, true freedom is a path; that a heart needs to follow. We all have the freedom to act, but does your heart… know it has the power to choose? Right, wrong; one a path, the other a road… with so much hash marks. Lines, put there to remind you; change your position… as much as you want. #But There’s Still Lines, some not to be crossed. Why a heart can never truly be free, if the road is paved by another; but the path never their own. They say we all have the freedom to speak… our minds. But the moment you choose to say what’s on your heart, you’re once again reminded; “freedom is a nice word, but not always a choice… we get to make!” A word that means no hindrance, but still a word, that can forever restrain a heart. True freedom is not just about independence. Freedom is also about a true dependence, but Only when God is the source!

I’m not saying you have to believe me, just saying; you have the freedom… to choose. Freedom is not just seeking liberty, but being truly liberated; a release from what keeps the heart bound. We have freedom of expression, but it’s God’s love; that is the champion of true freedom. Freedom is when the heart is allowed breathing space, but the question is. What freedom does a heart choose, to be it’s every breath? A self-determination, but still with self removed from the evaluation. A soul not letting self, just be the determining factor. But also letting the heart, help determine the true destiny. Down a road, or on a path? True freedom, God’s love in control… of destination!

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The Open…



An open soul, how the glory is truly revealed. The open skies, shows the heavens. But it’s a heart wide open, that can see the risen Son. A heart truly open, what makes the glory rain down. But a heart can never truly feel the reign, if the heart is tightly shut up. Even when the clouds set in, even when the darkness covers; nothing can ever stop the reign. Heaven, show our hearts how to truly see beyond… the blue skies. God help us to get under the fullness, the glorious reign. A heart soaring, not just to capture a dream; but be absolutely captivated, by a vision of love. The beauty, the magnificent splendor. The breathless awe, may hearts truly feel… the Reign!

A fresh wind, blowing through the caverns of our soul; rain pour down, fall afresh. Signs, and wonders; above all hope. The reign, falling into our soul… until it floods. The stand on, the stand under; the stand up, for the truth. Standing in the presence, the everlasting reign. Hearts surrendered, hearts starting to see the gravity. For the reign to truly be known, a heart needs to be absolutely wide open… to receive. A look to the heavens, a look into our own hearts; to know the true manifested reign. Tears don’t mean you’re losing. The rain… down your face, mean you feel the love growing. Reign drops on roses, hearts in a forever bloom!

Heaven, may our eyes truly be on You; may our hearts truly see the glory. Let our peace be still, drench our soul. Let our hearts know, how to forever sing in the reign. Souls rejoicing in the storm, hearts riding out every wave. Until the tidal waves of eMotion, is Your love washing over our souls. Your loving embrace, Your glorious reign; within an open heart. Father, Thank You; that we can breathe in Your presence. That my every breath, is Your love… in me. May every heart truly feel, may every soul forever see; The Open… Heaven, the Reign!

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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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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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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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