It might be just a small faith, in a sea of so much eMotion. You don’t need a boat load of hope, for a heart to stay afloat. Just the anchor, that keeps a soul from drowning. Even though the tears are an ocean, and every breath another tidal wave. Even though your hear, seems so far out into the blue. Tears, don’t mean your soul is losing. Seeing a wreak, doesn’t mean hope is lost. The mind might be closed off, just leave the heart open… to hear you are loved. May your soul find strength, in the midst of the stillness. When your heart finds the quietness, let your soul listen for a whisper… of love. May your soul know true peace, proof that you will be okay; that your heart will go on. It might be a fight, just trying to keep it together; but hope is never lost. Let love be the song, telling your soul that’s your fight song; that your heart will go on… beating!
When the tide seems to be raising, when the heart feels overwhelmed. When the feeling, is a heart in too deep. Knowing to what depth, never the problem. For a heart, that wants to love deeply. Staying submerged in a deeper love, what becomes the soul craving. A little darkness, doesn’t mean a fire isn’t burning. A little water, doesn’t mean the flame will ever stop raging. There is a voice, a song in the night. With power to let faith rise again, to turn every battle cry… into a victory. Just taking one step, one foot in front of the other. Shows you’re stronger, than you even know. Within the heart of a warrior… there a fight song. It doesn’t matter, what anyone else believes; your heart is a fighter. Even when it feels the fight within is gone, believe with heart and soul. Don’t lose heart, don’t let your soul lose sleep. You have a fight song, let God’s love sing your soul a lullaby. Shh, rest; go from strength to strength, glory to glory. You’re gonna be okay, a heart forever changed!
Fight song is a song by, Rachel Platten. We are midway into the month, and I have heard, or read about so many who are going through something. For all those fighting something, or feeling Pain because of someone? Cancer, Loss, Suicide, Chronic illness; this is dedicated to you. In this life we will have trouble, and even though we try to guard our hearts; some days it’s a fight. I pray within your heart you know, you never have to fight through it alone. God is there, in whatever becomes the overwhelming struggle!
Sand away the rough edges, chisel within a new heart of gold. Paint new with the color of love, with a love so amazing. Would your heart consider that to be, a true restoration? Hammer out the dents, smooth out the imperfections. Wax on, wax off; but it’s not about applying the right technique. For the love for to be truly restored, and a soul to truly shine bright. Don’t allow the love, to become lukewarm. A heart cannot shine to the original design, a full restoration cannot take place; if the love within… has waxed cold. The tear down of the walls, the demolition of what rots; the lies just beneath the surface. It’s never about the gut, but the heart restoration. No more dry rot, just good bones. A heart built new from the ground up, with love as the cornerstone. It’s not about building a house, but allowing the heart to become a home; for love to live in. Not by hard work, not by the material; but Grace, as the foundation!
What was broken, what seems in pieces; can again be restored. For there is a love, a love that is the true fix; a new heart, and a mind renewed. A heart was built to overcome, a soul meant to thrive. Hope found, is fear bound. What binds, forever broken; chains fall.. to pieces. Faith restored, strength renewed. What was stolen, what was taken by deception; will be replaced. Joy, peace, what a soul can truly know; in a true heart restoration. What was meant to be seen; a work of art, a portrait of love. Nothing missing, nothing broken. The picture, a restored masterpiece. Remade, into its original condition. The mission, show mercy, favor; reestablish the broken connection. The hearts of man, with the love of God. The restitution, the price paid; a new heart, a Restoration!
“After you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace [who imparts His blessing and favor], who called you to His own eternal glory in Christ, will Himself complete, confirm, strengthen, and establish you [making you what you ought to be]. To Him be dominion (power, authority, sovereignty) forever and ever. Amen.” 1 PETER 5:10-11 AMP https://www.bible.com/1588/1pe.5.10-11.amp
• Right up front I will let you know, this is a bit longer than usual. A part of the story, that was laid on my heart this week; to write and share. May it be a blessing, may it move you… closer to His heart!
For as far back as my heart can remember, I can see how God’s love; has been my refuge. Before my heart knew how to breathe, He was already my breath. Whenever my soul wanted to hide from the world, Hide and Seek; what the heart within a silent river, played day after day. My heart knew how to be quiet, but my soul restless; not yet knowing the stillness. But God, His love always knew; exactly where to find my heart. When my soul started the seeking; His love, what my heart found… every time. The heart of a child, didn’t yet know how to truly feel; but my soul, within an embrace. Why my heart can say, without any hesitation; I Can’t… do anything on my own. Every day is a fight, but never a struggle… for my heart. Even when my heart didn’t yet understand, my soul knew a long time ago; who I am, and who is the breadth. My heart can breathe, but I Can’t… take a breath; if not through His love!
He says I can do all things, but I know; only if His love… is what moves me. He says I’m a conqueror, but I couldn’t win a single battle; in my own strength. I can tell ten thousand stories, in my own words, but I still wouldn’t be able to move a single heart. If His love wasn’t the breath, breathing through each verse. I could repeat a thousand times; I think I can, I think I can. We can say all the right words, but it takes faith to believe… you can. When I stumble, I don’t have to worry about the fall. He died, so His love can show a heart… how to rise again. So many think, that I am so strong; but I tell you the truth. I would be truly weak, if His love wasn’t the power… that moves within. What can ever compare, to the greatest love; a heart will ever know?
Let me share with you, why iWirte. Why my heart is just the pen, His love forever the ink. About ten years ago, I had a moment, an encounter; a shift within my heart and soul. I was a Christian for twenty four years, doing everything asked of my heart. Head down, heart wide open; but the journey. One faithful step forward, only to see all the footprints; get washed away. A heart devastated, just like that little boy; a heart feeling so alone. But God, He took my heart; back through the pages of my life. To show, to reveal to my heart; the times when His love… never left me. That it was His love pulling me through, from what should have broken my spirit. You see, my praying grandmother made sure from I could walk; that God’s love, would be a part of my life. Even though He had a hold of my soul, I didn’t give Him my heart; until the age of fifteen. After giving my heart, the focused was just one thing; His love. My heart was so in love, but why not. Unbeknownst to the heart of a child, God was loving on my soul… for fifteen years!
I don’t believe in fairy tales, I trust in God. There is truly nothing in the world, I want, there’s nothing my heart will ever need; than this love. The search for love was over, the very moment I could clearly see. There’s a captivating love story, written on my heart. Why my soul no longer needs to hide, because my heart will forever seek. I Can’t, I Couldn’t, I Won’t, I Don’t… want to breathe, or even take a breath. If this love, is not what moves my heart. A textbook introvert, gave his heart. To receive sight, through an awoken soul. This love will always have my heart, for when I needed it the most; His love hovered. Creating within my soul, a deeper meaning to love. I Can’t do nothing; But, God Can… do it all. Joy, Hope, Peace, Strength; a Refuge. I Can’t even take credit, for who I am. His Story, His Voice; my heart; but His Love… within. Father, everything my soul has ever searched for, found complete… in You!
My child, my heart has loved you; for thousands of years. Before time was, I AM. Before your heart knew breath, My Love spoke… your name. Take hold of my everlasting love, let My Heart; show you the true breadth, of My Love. My child, don’t worry if you stumble; I got you. Those who are last now, will be first; when they truly know, My Love. I will never leave, My Love; will never forsake. Your heart beats so fast, your soul always racing; but child, what is your heart chasing? Chase after my heart, you will forever find; My Love… waiting. A thousand years for you, but a day… to me. Day after day, just know that; I got you. My Love hovers, let it surround your heart. Take off the blinders, the colorful promises. A love seen through rose colored glasses, does nothing… for a blinded heart. A pretty looking rainbow, is still just a mere reflection… of My Love. Let My Love shine in, through your heart and soul; for ten thousand years!
My child, let me take your heart, even higher. Oh, child; won’t you come a little deeper? All I ask, is just one step closer… to My Heart. My Love, will always be waiting. I can make time stand still, I can make your soul be still. I can make this happen, for a thousand years. Beauty, what I see in you; closeness, what I have for you. Won’t you let your heart be a glorious reflection, of My Love. Won’t you let My Love, be your refuge; and every day never doubt, that it will always be your Strength. So many want love, hearts were made to be loved; but what they were always meant to know, My Love. Hearts are always focused on the fall, forgetting that thousands of years ago. In the garden, Grace and Mercy was also there to show; My Love!
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:11-13 NIV
Thirty three years, that’s how long; I’ve been driving… my Mrs Daisy, my May flower. Now I would never call her a back seat driver, shot gun; her love is right next to my heart. Oh, how I need her love near, so she can keep it real… close; whispers of love… In My Ear. You’re turning the wrong way… Captain, Obvious… ly, dear. I just wanted to hear your love speak… to my heart. Turn by turn, your love moves me; your attention to details… so sweet. This love has never been a bed of roses, but hearts forever in bloom. All roses have a stem… of problems, but the love for; should never be what withers away!
I spend all week working, but babe that will never mean. My heart isn’t also banking some time… deep within my soul. Just so my heart, can spend all those saved up hours with you. This world seems to be going crazy, so many hearts stuck… running ragged in the rat race. Zoom, zoom; but the question they need to ask, who’s zooming who? It’s not about how fast the heart goes, but how to appreciate each moment. For us, the drive is the getaway; a moment to slip away. Two hearts racing, but two souls at peace; cruising up the highway… called heaven. Oh girl, shhh… no need to say a word; I just want to hear the sweet music. Girl, that’s my jam; turn up the volume. I will never get tired, listening to the rhythm… of your beating heart. Let the music play, your love is still so groovy!
A little over thirty one years ago, I strapped my heart into the driver’s seat. Threw the rear view mirror out the window, grabbed hold of my destiny. Some thought our hearts were too young, so many said the drive; “#Wouldn’t Last!” They say, the first five years of a marriage… is the hardest. I have found in my thirty one year experience. The key, not just in the ignition. Not even about, what kind of gas is in the tank; but what is the true source… of the sustaining power? It’s not about steping on the gas, but if the heart truly knows how; to accelerate… the love? I believe, what help to fortify the love. When the heart chooses to focus, on true undistracted devotion… to God!
My love, my bride; thank you. When my mind is in a fog, the light hovers; but your love, also helps to steer my heart. I’m not always sure what will be the destination, but one thing I know; to let our hearts decide. A short trip… down memory lane, or what drives us… to keep our focused on forever? Your love is a fun ride, all the bumpy roads. Even the ups and downs; whoo… my heart still enjoys it all. Love isn’t about the distance, but the journey… together. Never about the road we choose, but the places the love takes our hearts. Love is a two way street, but my heart sees it only one way. I might be in the drivers seat, but we will always need Jesus… to take the wheel. His love, what drives our heart. He is the only one, that knows the way; to our final destination. When it’s time to go home, it will be you and me; homeward bound, together… Forever!
• My wife and I, have been driving together for thirty three years. We started as teenagers, then when we got married; and it was with our kids. The kids are all grown, and for last five or so years; we haven’t been doing drives. About a year or so, she suggested that we go on Sunday drives. At first I didn’t really want to, but then said yes. Now every summer, we go on Sunday drives. I pick a destination, and we go driving for about 3-4 hours! Have a wonderful weekend!
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