Tag: God
The Sure!
I thought I stood on the right sure, but within my heart; I knew that there was a deeper calling. Maybe I was afraid, afraid of what it might cost; to follow You? Did I truly have enough, enough faith to walk on water? I thought I was standing on faith, but it was sand; faith moves, not a sandy shore. That was why, I stood on the same old sure; but it was sinking sand. For years I dreamed, that someday I would be a hero. But to be that hero, I would first have to start at the very beginning; be the zero, and let God’s love be the hero!
So I raised up my hope, stood on the forever sure; my heart was no longer, a slave to fear. The battle wasn’t being afraid to die, but overcoming the battles within the mind; and let the love, move my heart and soul. That was the battle, standing there; on the edge of my sure. Just like David, my heart needed to face the giant, I had let get ten feet tall; playing footsie, at the edge of the shore. To be a man, the boy within would first have to slay the mind; to show his heart, how to truly make a giant fall. Deep within my chest was the heart of a warrior, it was time; to stop playing in the sand. Stop building little castles, a fortress around my heart; that would just get swept away!
I thought I would be dipping my little heart, into a cold, cold sea; but what I failed to see, is that Your love was the ocean, calling my heart into Your clear blue yonder. I couldn’t see, that Your heart is the love I see; in the horizon. Maybe I wasn’t yet ready, or yet willing to cross the line; the line my own heart, chose to draw within the sand. My heart felt safe on the sandy shore, but within my own mind; it was just the shallow end. A deeper love can only be experienced, within the depth; of a truly loving heart. It was time to step out by faith, but I needed this true love; to be what forever moves my heart!
Footprints within the sand, were there to show me where I’ve been; but not where Your love wants to take me? All that time standing still, because of what others said. They said that they’re absolutely shore, that you shouldn’t go deeper; just build another castle, in the forever shallow end. But my heart heard the call, a love as wide as the ocean. I had to stand, on what I know to be sure; God’s love is the one thing, I know is sure!
So I got off the shore… thing, and stepped out of all the mind games; my soul gained absolute freedom. Walking on water, is about having faith; but your faith still has to be sure, on what it’s standing on? My heart doesn’t just need to go deeper, but be willing to drown forever, within the depth of that love. So whether I swim, or whether I just sink; that was never the issue. My will had to die, so God’s love could take my heart even deeper. Until I am sure, I was beautifully in, over my head!
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My Sweet Sixteen!
My wish, that someday I will be every bit of a man; your heart needs me to be? Just know, till then; my heart will be faithful. Your love has always been sweet, you will always be; my sweet sixteen. Wish upon a star, wish that you may; but I wish that you might. Let all my love, be your one wish tonight!
So go ahead, make a wish, but don’t blow out the candles; I want your flame, to keep burning forever. Instead, do the thing you always do; blow my mind. Touch my heart, like you always do; tell me, is it still the right texture? The texture of not just a good, but a faithful man? Good feelings come and go, but faithfulness; will faithfully be, good!
Honey, make a wish; no need for any hesitations. God’s love is the cord, that binds it all together. My love is the gift, unwrap and take my heart; it’s yours forever. The love within, comes with a lifetime commitment. You may not be sixteen today, but you’re still my sweet love; I’m still sweet on you. Sweetie, it’s your birthday, but I too have been given a gift. Thirty plus years later, I get to reminisce; about the first birthday of yours we ever spent together. Happy Birthday, to My Sweet Sixteen!
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This Place!
Where both our love comes face to face; this place.
Where my heartbeat was introduced, to the rhythm of Your love; this place.
Where Your love and my soul collide; this place.
Where Your love is forever anchored, within my soul; this place.
Where my love will never get tired, of chasing after You; this place.
Where joy overflows, and where Your love floods my soul; this place.
Where Your love gives me the faith, to conquer my fears; this place.
Where I’m overwhelmed, by the strength of Your love; this place.
Where Your love will forever reign; this place.
The place where Your love can forever call home; My Heart, this place!
God, may Your love be the essence; that abides within every single heart. May it be hands high, heart wide open. May Your love be abundant joy within; This Place!
“He answered, Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your strength, with all your mind; and Love your neighbor as yourself.” Luke 10:27 NIV
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The Ink!
Deep within my soul; there is a story, a love. The end, still being written. My heart is the pen, the love within; the ink, not yet dried. This story is evolving, the love that flows; endlessly reoccurring. My heart is now fixed within a gaze, this story; never ending!
When the story first began, my heart felt so empty. The ink, wasn’t yet part of the story; so I thought. The engraving, needed to be etched; upon my heart. The story includes my soul, but my heart was still becoming; this storyline, is about the ink. The transformation; was my heart, slowly needing to be filled. My heart was learning, but my soul was quietly yearning; for more. I knew the concept of led, but a pencil left me with the option. To erase, and then rewrite; my own version of the story. The pen was to be my heart, but still becoming. The ink, makes the love; the permanent part of this story!
There’s nothing special about my pen, just another pen; the ink, defines the substance within. Take your eyes off the pen, it’s the ink; that makes the words, recognizable. The words might seem beautifully penned, but my heart would never be able to capture the essence; without the love within. That is the tipping point, my words are just words. The tip of the pen has a point, so this is the point. This story would never truly have a consistent flow, without the ink; that makes the love become visible!
By design, the love within has left its mark; permanent. The story will continue, because the ink is ever flowing. The love story iWrite, flows from the love within. When the ink permanently dried, that was the moment. The moment my heart knew, the ink on my soul had dried, no erasing. So, let me make the beginning of the story clear; God’s love is the ink, that forever flows. My heart, just the pen; being used to tell the story, about the love within!
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Weapons!
No weapon forged to steal my destiny, shall ever see the light of day; within my heart. My heart has been destined to succeed; succeed it shall. Some weapons come with the sole purpose, to shake your foundation. Not even an earthquake, or a national disaster. Will ever destroy the firm foundation, disturb my peace; the stillness that dwells within!
Weaponized words, can truly cut deep; let it be only skin deep. Guard your heart with a thick skin, don’t let any of the deep cuts; reach your tender heart. In time, all those flesh wounds; shall surely heal. The scars may remind; nothing truly worth having, is never without a true sacrifice!
Weapons have been used to attack character, don’t let it penetrate the heart; the truth that lives within. The heart has been built strong, but even the strong hearted; still needs to be forever anchored. God’s love, is the solid rock; anchor your faith within, keep your heart grounded. Let nothing uproot your hope, destroy your faith. Be wrapped up, tied up, tangled up; be secure, within God’s love!
One thing my heart have come to know. No Weapon Shall Ever Come Between; My Heart, and Gods Love!
“But in that coming day, no weapon turned against you will succeed. You will silence every voice raised up to accuse you. These benefits are enjoyed by the servants of the Lord; their vindication will come from me. I, the Lord, have spoken!” Isaiah 54:17 NLT Aug 19, 2018
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The Move!
First, there was a move, but then; the move started to become so constant. Over time, the move became a shift. At first it was truly glorious, but over time it seemed as if the glory; became us, not thus… I could feel it, my heart could absolutely recognize it. But sometimes, all I could say about it; was that I felt it. The move, was becoming a constant shift; but my heart was not always ready, to be moved!
Even within the stillness, the move was still a shifting; my heart still needed to be moved. Now, I just can’t help it; even if I tried, I couldn’t even prevent it. This love moves the stillness within, all my heart can do; is to enjoy the rhythm, within every heartbeat. There it goes again, another move; the shift, is what keeps my heart vertical. God, Your love just won’t stop, making my heart skip a beat!
I don’t want my ears to just hear, teach my heart to constantly listen. I don’t want to just see, give my heart the vision. So others can see, that my heart moves; because Your love is the breath. Each breath I breathe, moves my lungs; but let the words within my heart, reveal the breadth of Your love. It doesn’t even bother me, if I can’t recognize the man in the mirror; from the constant shifting. What would truly trouble my soul, is that You could not truly recognize my heart; because I refused to be moved!
How can I truly be used to move others to act, if my own heart is indifferent; to a world that needs to know. That the time has come, to embrace a love that truly moves; but will shift; your heart!
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A Love Story! 
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