I have breath, but that’s not how my heart… knows to breathe. We all have life, but true love living, is not about being barely conscious… of what life is truly meant to be. Breath can be taken, a lung can collapse under pressure. A heart can even stop beating, but what is Revealed, the soul can still live… beyond breath. Many can become deep in thought, but yet never have a deeper understanding. A thought, without the heart acting in concert; becomes just a faded after thought. A mind can seem woke, but yet the heart… still not enlightened. The soul can know life after death, but without knowing where hope is found? The heart and mind become locked, within a Spirited debate. The heart has the fortitude to understand, what the mind perceives to be… a limitation!
Many hearts are engaged more within breathing, and not concerned with the living. We should trust what the heart knows to be true, and not everything that can only be seen. Sight is wonderful, but limited. Faith has always been the higher understanding, and what is therefore unseen; Revealed as the attainable. Revelations are not truths, because of what the mind thinketh; but what the heart believes. Death is a kiss, that comes to seduce the mind. Why we need to guard the heart, and not let it steal the true purpose.. to life. So many think, life is about having the right senses; it’s a realization. You can be rescued, holding on to a truth. But You can never be saved, until the truth gets a hold of you. What is Revealed… to the heart? Faith is the breadth, every time Hope takes a breath. Faith is the evidence, to what your heart already believes!
Father, may What is Revealed, to hearts around the world. That a particular view of the world, is Not the solution. But You, as the Only answer… for the world! “When Jesus spoke again to the people, He said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me, will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” John 8:12 NIV
My heart comes seeking, but my soul doing the asking. Not to fill a wish list, but to have a heart filled… with more Your love. All I want, all I will ever need; an overflow of Your presence, within my soul. Every day, is another moment to face. But every moment, another day I get a look… into Your heart. My soul is fixed on Your love, never fixated on my circumstance. Within Your love, there’s a calm, within Your presence so much peace. Even though the world has become so cold. Etched within the very fabric of Your heart, wrapped up in the essence of Your love. How the fire keeps burning, when the storms of life is raging. I don’t fear the future, for underneath my every breath. Your love is the whisper in my heart, the love that fans the flame… within my soul!
The Poetry, within every eMotion. Every day, the old passes away, and every new day; Grace is again my portion. Hope found, in a love that abounds. A love that’s king of my heart, Lord over my soul. Why I don’t stress, why I know I’m truly blessed; even though life’s still a mess. Every day is a test, and every day I will give the best… of me. A heart focused, not allowing life to be a weight unbearable. Even though the problems of today, race ahead to become a part of my tomorrow. Even though trouble, seek a way into my mind. Impenetrable, is not the walls I build up today. But it’s in the resolve, to always allow Your love. To besiege my soul, let Your heart forever be my fortress. To focus my heart on one thing, Your love. The gift Your love gives, true contentment for my soul!
I’m not asking for anything, Your love has already given so much. My heart doesn’t have a desire to get stuff. All I want, all I need. A soul that always has a desire, to be full of passion, and the purest of love for You. So, if You can close Your eyes to my failures, and see just my heart. Your love is why my soul sings, the only thing my heart wants to speak. Just like Solomon, I would rather have wisdom; to govern my own thoughts. Be like David, a man after Your own heart. To move You forever, not with words, but with my heart, and soul. What I’m trying to say, what my heart is trying to make known. More than life, more than even my breath. All I Want, to just love on You, and give my heart to You… forever!
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!