Your love, what gives my soul the know how; to define what’s in real contentment. It’s not just a state, it starts with the knowing. You can have a feeling, but not know the true presence. More than just a feeling, there has to be the deeper understanding. A heart can feast on love endlessly, but yet the aroma still be unrecognizable. You can be given much food for thought, and not know the application; that gives it true substance. Love can be in the air, but to understand the true breadth; a heart needs to know what, makes it the air you breathe? The true aroma of love is distinctive, can get mixed up sometimes; because the soul was never truly stirred. Even if the love gets shaken, beauty is in the rediscovering. If the sweet aroma of love, doesn’t move a heart to tears; something therein is missing. Love will never be a tasteful flavor, until you know what gives a heart favor. To know the true essence, will forever be? You have to first taste, and see. Even if, the aroma is freshly baked; the love for can still be easily forgotten. If the soul doesn’t always remind the heart, what truly makes the love… unforgettable? True love, will never be about self pleasing; but the selfless giving. When the aroma, makes its way past the heart feeling; into the soul, what makes you a true believer. A heart truly has nothing, unless accompanied by the sweet aroma of God’s love, the sweet tasting fruit of the truest love. The aroma His love, what will linger deeply… forevermore!
In a world so cold, Your love’s such an overwhelming blanket of warmth. Faith in You, the faithful protection. Within Your love, where a soul always finds the perfect peace. Every heart, needs to know the true Comforter. Especially when, the darkest days, brings with it an even bitter cold. Beyond understanding, a soul can know a love so profound. Underneath every breath, a heart can find such unbelievable Joy. A soul at rest, in deep, deep place. A place where, the love has become so embedded. The lingering feeling, moving beneath the surface. Pressing deep against the heart, the love pressed up against the longing soul. The love becoming deeply, with every breathtaking awe. So much love, breathlessness becomes every day, and every night. A heart captivated, within the loving embrace. A soul experiencing, what it truly is to get to know; the true length, width, breadth. The love, and the heart; being knitted together. So many layers of love, so how can a heart truly not… be so overwhelmed? With such a proven friend, and a love so proven; to be such an undeniable Comfort. Through the years, through every moment in time. Being completely within the love, where every soul should forever want to be. To such giving, to know forever covered. To know the truest rest, the most Amazing peace. To know a true awaken, there has to a true enlightenment. A heart and soul going deeper, lost forever in the depth of the heavenly. The Awesome love, found in the Comforter!
Whenever you get lost, trying to navigate your heart through the fog; take heart! The journey through love, have a way of causing a Constant pain. The love feelings so real, but you just can’t tell if what you see is true? So many hearts, get involved with playing a strategic head to head chess game. You can have the best moves, and the strategy not be impressive. The love not truly impressed, embedded deep within. Love will forever be about the authenticity, of the tool found within… the chest. You can think, you’re well positioned in life. Yet forget that you have to position your heart, to be in the long game. For always, to truly become forever attained, you start with the end in mind. Love will always give a heart, Constant reminders. Alarm bells going off, only for a soul to Constantly hit the Snooze; wonder why you Lose… in love. Even though, every heartbeat knows the definition of Constant. The love has to be defined as Consistent, faithful, always, forever. Don’t lose heart, when love finds a momentary fog!
Love, not a natural born talent; love lives every day, to become a true performer. You don’t need Lights, or a Camera. To understand that love, is seen in the Action. Love needs your Constant focus; and will unapologetically demand your heart, be at attention. Feeling the desire to Constantly please, a heart mostly smitten. Probably Constantly speechless, by the taking of every breath. Love can be quoted, as being famous; the acting on point. But, what will the reaction; when the love becomes so infamous? Do you share some of the quoted wrong doings, with anyone willing to listen? A heart, meant to play in the true love story. But, the action of love has to be pure; for the story to be loved, until the end. Love withers, when not given the opportunity to flourish. Love requires your Constant attention, to the details. Love, not striving to become a Constant professional; but thriving to be Constantly professing, that the love will be unconditional. When the distance between, is overcome by the miles. Do you bridge the gap, or wallow in the troubled water; stagnated under the bridge? Drifting down a lonely river, what becomes the love; not having within it the true breadth. Whenever you get lost, trying to navigate your heart through the fog of love. Take heart, and place it within; God’s loving care!
– This post is dedicated, to all of the writers on WordPress. With it being the thanksgiving season, in the Your Press part; I wanted to feature a few of the writers. Their initials are there, for them to see their part. With words, and or a comment from a resent post. I hope it was a blessing, and save a copy!
You don’t need to adjust you, conform to what others believe you to be. Their validation, can never confirm your worth. The Just, live by faith. So Just, be you; the best version you’re meant to be. Not Just once… a day, but always, forever. A heart that never quits, is a soul that will never stop believing. Just the gusto, catching that second wind; not what a soul truly free needs, to soar forever. Just imagine, being able to live with such vibrant wings. A soul soaring so high, above the heavens. You can be swift, and strong; endure much until the end. But question this, what place will be the finish? A thought for the heart to ponder, but be a soul living to know the true wonder. Breath, how a heart knows living; but experiencing the breadth of life, becomes a soul knowing the truth in the forever. Can you only imagine, knowing the very moment; when the true breadth of love, becomes transforming? Imagine, fear having no power… to enslave. True freedom, not of the mind; but heart and soul!
Understanding the gravity, in every situation. You have to take, every thought captive. Just Imagine, boldly face every tomorrow knowing; when you get there. Hope is anchored, by the faith you find therein. Just say, speak, and let your heart truly believe. To know, what’s more than Just a thought, beyond Just wild dreams. Imagine you, knowing being truly made. Creative, Just a part of what was meant to be; Just saying. Words, in a heart endowed with truth; by the power of three. A-Just, is knowing this. A vivid imagination can become a tainted lens, if not balanced by an enlightened love. Truth will adjust a lens, to become a justified perspective. Live with purpose, to A-Just; mind, body, soul. A soul living the reimagined, a renewed way of living. To walk each day gracefully, a heart faithfully needs to be adjusted; to live everyday vertically. Hope found daily, will rest fully on truth. Faith embedded deeply, will become peace empowered. So when unprecedented comes, no adjustment to faith will ever be needed. In God, how you forever find; A-Just!
Speak, let the manifested be imparted to reflect the created. Speak, let emptiness be words taking form. Words, spoken to become what’s no longer empty. Words have authority, power within the spoken word. Speak, and light will be. Speak, let love become the true empowerment. Speak life into words, to see what will become. Speak, and let the faith therein move the heart; overcome what becomes a mountain. Lips speak, but the heart espouses the spoken word. Speak, to see what it shall produce. Listen, to know what has become. In verbatim, love reaffirmed in a beautiful exchange. Passionate are words, truth spoken with confidence; but with love that can truly enlighten. A heart with words, a soul the voice therein. Let it be words spoken in truth, to empower. A heart learning the art, of not judging every word; without truly listening to what’s being said!
Words can be mistaken, when partially becomes the only filter. You can say what you mean, try to mean exactly what’s said; only to have it come out wrong way. The interpretation, in need of a little more clarity. Words can move, can even make tears fall; through what’s being felt. Even if, speech never enters the conversation; speechless words have a motive. Actions speak, as if a thousand words were said. Speak, not to see time stand still; but so your heart can carefully use the time, already in existence. Spoken word, will always have a motive; to provoke a reaction. May love be at the forefront, edification as the intended motive. On the tip of the tongue, let love be the substance. So, let your heart speak; for God is listening. Then, let your soul be still. For, underneath every breath; His love is moving. A heart has much to say, but not even a soul can find words. When being in the presence, becomes such a profound breathtaking moment? A soul searching for The Spoken, for a heart left in awe!
It starts, with who truly has control? So many try to get a grip, but first you have to be equipped. Some have the will, but lack has all the power. When compassion becomes, the insufficient state. Callous may become, the matter of fact. It’s not about just being aware, but being truly vigilant. Why, we have to be guarded; put on the whole armor. Don’t throw the quiver, use every single arrow. For when, indifference enters the open door; the culprit, will be a disregard. When the truth, is not tainted. The embraced reasoning, the battles you don’t fight alone. It’s so easy, to categorically put it into; what’s right, what’s wrong. But, without therein being the unambiguous. How therefore can the logical deduction, be determined righteous? With no real inherent change taking place, the deductive reasoning will conclude; the culprit to be, the truth being deceived. How do you reason with a culprit, when the thought becomes irrational? Every day, don’t worry about trying to hold; just know every breath, forever held!
You can try on your own to resist, but the culprit will surely persist; a heartbeat will it not miss. Deception, one of the proven motives. Overzealous, a root cause. This culprit has baggage, filled with so much guilty tendencies. Why, there became the need; for forgiveness. Thank goodness, that we can always find Grace; waiting to meet the need. With no reasonable understanding to know why, faithfully? Some days, it’s the pick you up; the occasional call your bluff. Life is tough, why living off the cuff; will never be enough. You can’t just run and hide, when the day’s a changing tide. You can hold to a futile pride, or simply decide. When fear comes calling, will you truly be able; to handle the roller coaster ride? It’s not about taking hold, but Who truly has a hold? Breathe easy, it’s not about getting control; but a soul living true, in the surrender. For who, can truly control a deceptive culprit; A Wayward Heart? The struggle is real, but in God; that’s where you find the freedom, to breathe!
The void a state, but the emptiness not without absence; the fullness surrounds. Breadth cannot be touched, but a presence can be felt. We can avoid this, even some of that. But yet, you can never evade; what is, and forever will be. When a void in love becomes apparent, the instinct is to bridge the gap; between heart and soul. But, without the being is within the agape. Therein, will still lie the emptiness. In a space, and in time. Where so many pin their hopes, while avoiding the truth. Space is irrelevant, when time is predicated, on the peripheral. Only a change in perspective, a connection to what is true. The change, a heart will not attempt to avoid. A barren wasteland, what becomes a soul feeling unfulfilled; lacking a substantive inner peace. The world desperately needs, what so many hearts try hard to evade. But, there’s no evading, truth with no erasing; to make a soul profoundly elated!
When you’ve found forever at rest, in that truly; there’s no more debating. No one, can ever steal your love, your joy, your hope, your peace, your faith; without you choosing to give it. When lack is wisdom, and discernment; power is therefore given, not taken. Sometimes, we’re drawn into a bad situation; thinking it will fill a vacancy. No chasm, can truly be filled. When a soul doesn’t truly understand, the purpose for breath. Someone, can call you useless; say your value worthless. But, without you giving that power over the truth. The words, are completely empty; non-binding. In life, there’s always something that can be gleaned. So, therefore; why let your soul toe, what just outlines the abyss? When your heart can know, endless the state. Even though the fall, a heart is never trapped. Love is not just an escape, it’s a soul living in the contentment; a heart knowing the bliss!
We can believe, something is invalid; but that doesn’t make the truth within, null and void. We can deny the truth of God’s love, but the promises; not rescinded. You don’t have to be a philosopher, to understand thoughts are based on a certain philosophy. Thinking nothing missing, doesn’t mean something isn’t broken. Whatever you believe to be the void, just a mind in a state. In the spirit, in the realm of being; transformed. Every void has breadth, every void can be filled; with the true meaning of love, God. You can try to avoid, but there’s no way to evade. In the end, there will be the Cross, the Road. No Sway, Jesus is the only Way; to fill the void!
Love can sway, forever move a heart; love, can make tears fall. Love resounds, in the night love is a song. Many dream about it, some can’t stop daydreaming because of it. So many say, they feel it; many say no how, no way; I don’t believe in it. But, that will never change; that love will always exist. Love can be seen, when a heart is being touched. Some hearts can’t even seem to stop it, when it comes to steal. Every breath, love knows how to take it. Then comes the chase, the relentless pursuit. Not to take back what was stolen, but render to love your soul. Love is meant to be true, love is meant to be forever. Love is meant to be a light, shining so bright; that you can’t even hide it. Love gives strength, it gives a feeling of peace. In love, hope is found, with love therein lies the sense in being; purposed. Love is created, love is pure. Love is graceful, love is faithful; love is meant to be called a friend. Love is in a color, love shines in the darkest hour. Love is so Bold, wanting to become your whole world. Love is a protector, love is a collector. Memories, love will seal them forever within the heart. Love is beautiful, love is wonderful; love is the wonder, the beauty full with such heavenly delight!
Love is a desire, love is an experience; love is a passion. Love is in a name, love is an embodiment. Love is so deep, overwhelming just trying to fathom the depth… of an ocean. Love knows deeply, when the love given is freely. Love takes time, love doesn’t truly mind; to shimmer endlessly. Love thinks, love doesn’t need to blink; when asked to look deep within. With love, you can read between the lines. For when push comes to shove, true love will be to the end of time. Love climbs mountains, love is not scared of shadows. Love is a fighter, love is an overcomer; love has no rival. Love has true faith, love is the truest giver. Love, can be seen in a million different ways; but a heart indifferent will never understand, how two hearts can become one… heartbeat? Love is given breath, but a heart is needed; for the love to truly breathe, become breathtaking. Love is living, love is breathing; love is freeing, in the being. Love captures the searching heart, leaves vulnerable a trusting soul. But yet, can make you feel so deeply loved; when breathless is the place, you desire to never leave!
Love is a word, but sometimes can’t be put into words; not always so easily defined. Sometimes hard to be found, but can so easily be found lost. Love comes, love is, forever will be. So many love the sun, so many love the moon. So therefore, why should love ever be eclipsed… by the day; when the moment didn’t change the status, of the sun and the moon? For when true love finds you, your heart has nowhere to hide. Love is more than a kiss, love is not less than what it might miss. Love is not a chore, love will never keep score. Love builds up, love can be built on; for love is a foundation. Love can never be taken, love is given. Love is trusting, giving it to someone; hoping the love will be dearly cherished? Love thee, loving so free; love the heart, that without an undisclosed fee. What love is, what every heart truly needs to know. Love has substance, but not truly substantive. Until it truly goes through something, the breadth of God’s love. What Love Is, God! In wanting to know, What love is? You showed me, what my soul needed… to forever know!
When the pushing, becomes a constant tugging; the heart feeling the resistance, that’s so compelling. When the question becomes the thought; just let it go, or fight the resistance. It’s a battle, the warfare not the natural. This I know, why the fight must be; until the day becomes, a breakthrough. Resilience is fortified, in the refusal to accept; the love will never be. Complaisant with the status quo, will forever be my resistance. Comply, not I, oh my; heart will put up a resistance. To never let hope, be led astray. So many hearts are lost, but for those who have been found. Don’t ever surrender the faith, that a resistant will; won’t turn around, work out in your favor. Doors open, but not if the resistance is to knock, down the barrier that block the love. The willingness, to not accept defeat. Means the fight becomes yet another day, to be the overcomer. When love hurts, I too have to resist the desire. To not let retaliation be, the unlikely suspect. Even though, every rose has thorns. There’s still much beauty, within the smallest love given. There’s always a new season, where even the toughest resistance; yields a cherished bloom!
Yes, how can a heart not be affected, by the resistance? How can a soul, not feel weary; when the battles are fierce? But, resisting the urge to give up; will compel the victory. 20/20, so many had a vision; believing this year was to be; a heart seeing with new clarity. Only for it to be the soul, needing to be enlightened. How much resistance, became hearts in need of a perspective change. The awakening, to the reality; do we clearly see God in the midst, or a moment to simply further the resistance… to His will. It’s so hard to change a mind, when the heart is still resisting being changed. Within the brokenness, love still is. What needs to be the resistance, believing love is not what needs to be the embrace. It doesn’t matter, how much resistance. Futile will forever be the notion, that love is not the foundation; that strengthened faith in every tomorrow. Choosing to love, in spite of; will always be a choice. Even though there’s resistance, may the love forever be… knowing deeply loved!
A Love Story! 
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