A Severed Heart Resuscitated By Love

It is amazing how the power of love can heal. It is the most powerful force on earth. It is the strongest weapon known to the human heart.

I am now in the Harvest of my life. I have broken out of the cocoon and it feels good.

I’ve picked through my treasures of memories, opened my mind and heart to memories and have been blessed to put them where they belong. I’ve dealt with the intermissions and am now truly learning about the precious gift of love. 

During praise and worship this Saturday God revealed to me how he had resuscitated my heart through love. My main artery had been severed and I had bled out. I was just living and not understanding why nothing moved me. I could only give praise to God by daily thanking him. 

However, I did not understand how he was using love to gently massage my heart to live again. There were times I felt the blood gently and warmly flowing throw my body again. I was no longer always cold.

Moments when laughter just burst forth and I couldn’t understand how that joy would come from so deep within that it made me want others to feel the same way. A warmth that I could not explain and still can’t but I know from whence it came and I thank him because only God through the love of His son could give me so great a love. Love can resuscitate the heart when it has been severed.

Love is.............................

   

 Love

Today as I was observing someone talk to the desire of their heart. I was amazed at the joy in their laughter and the glow in their smile. I realized how much love affects a person. It always includes and not excludes. 

There was a time that they would always seek a secret place to talk but now it is as if they have already found their secret abode in their heart. If you don’t express the feeling of love in your heart you will explode because the heart reveals it whether you want to acknowledge it or not.

 Love shares, it lives, it multiplies, it has such warmth it makes you speechless and shout at the same time. I thank God for the joy I saw in a love ones face today because of love. No more anxiety mode I saw when they first left home. I now pray that I mature in a place where I am willing to openly release the love God has allowed me to feel openly with courage and boldness!!!!!!!

interMISSION

 

 

Life is full of Intermissions; when you think of things in life you wanted to do and dreamed of doing but never arrived or accomplished, sometimes you begin to wonder what happened? Life has its' interruptions as well as intermissions; life is like a T.V. program; when there are technical interruptions, you lose part of or the complete picture.

Because time doesn't stop and preparations were not made for the interruptions, we often need to prepare for what is to come. There are certain things in life no matter how we try, we cannot prevent. These are interruptions. As with the T.V. program, you miss the whole picture.

However, when there are intermissions, the time has been allotted for this in the program. Therefore, nothing is missed. Life is that way sometimes. The gaps are designed by God for the growth period as well as a resting period. When the program of life resumes, there is never discontinuance or missing the process of life. Everything falls in place as written in the script of life. 

Although we may only sometimes appreciate the intermissions some of the things that take place or that we see can make us long for that we cannot afford or need. This intermission also allows us to enjoy the moments, nurture our children, tend to the garden of our hearts, seek to grow in our faith, and be closer to God.

Interruptions such as death, illness, heartbreak, and loss often affect the whole life network. Some interruptions momentarily allow you to regroup, but some affect you for a lifetime in life. So even though the story of life goes on, the interruption will cause a part to be missed.

The beauty of it is that whether it is an interruption or an intermission, what you do with the time makes all the difference in the outcome. For example, after the interruption, do you rewrite or go on to another chapter of Life? Or do you stand and grieve over the loss of the picture and what you did not complete?

I have had interruptions, things I can't change or rewrite. However, the difficulties made me look at the interruptions as part of my life's intermissions; God has shown me that He is turning the pages in my life. So there are no technical difficulties, just intermissions that I have had the choice to let become interruptions so my life story can be rewritten or broken where I learned to trust him to complete the chapters of my life.

As I look back over the script of my life, I begin to see that I am yet being molded in love, faith, and hope with his grace and mercy. These intermissions have made me more grateful for the love he allows to be put in my life. The trials and tribulations have made me stronger and have given me a deeper relationship with my Savior, a relationship that I can never imagine being without.

 

The Life Cycle-What do you think about me?

Today as I set working on a manuscript I was reading something that struck my heart. So I asked myself am I still evolving or trying to break out of the cocoon?(smile) Well, I came to the conclusion that in some areas I'm still evolving and trying to break out of the cocoon. So, there is much prayer and work to be done. 

As I reflect back my biggest battle in evolving is breaking the yokes of bondage and the strongest silk thread in the cocoon is the one that caused so much pain. Although memories are healing at times they are also painful. The yoke of bondage is heavy but I feel them falling from my heart as well as my mind.

One song writer stated that God is going to lighten up my heavy load. Need I say God is lightening up my heavy load. As I write about the Lover of my soul I realize I am revealing myself. Although revelations were done in many of my manuscripts this is the only one where my heart and soul has seen self applications so readily. Because I can understand how the lover of my soul has kept me.

As I began to write this blog I am wondering what do my readers think of me. What stage of the metamorphosis do you think I am in?  The silk thread seems a little stronger as i try to gain a little more momentum in breaking out. But it has to be in order for me to become the butterfly that God intends for me to be in order that I may be of more service to him. As I evolve i am learning that it takes special circumstances to inspire you to throw off unnecessary baggage that you have carried over the years. When you do this it lightens your burdens. God has shown me through his infinite wisdom how much he loves me and cares for me. My heart is no longer mourning as the dove nor do I any more feel like a wounded bird. I feel as if my life is blooming more and more with beautiful flowers that God has allowed to be planted in my life through His love.
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Finding Myself

While pulling out tiny pieces from my chest of memories, I found myself. As I reflected over each trinket, each moment of laughter and fun shared with my children, and grasped tightly to the pearls of wisdom, the precious gem of God’s Word had wrapped me in a whirlwind of faith, prayer, love, mercy, grace and the Love of God barreling me through the tunnels of darkness that my life had been so surrounded with. As a result, I realize every treasure I’ve held dear, forgotten, thrown away, or burned has made me who I am today. The key to each treasure is to keep the things that help and discord or destroy the things that hurt and don’t forget to remember the lessons learned from each.

In life, there are hidden treasures' that may never be uncovered or discovered unless there is some digging, prodding, or drastic excavation measures taken. However, we are not the ones to know what tools are to be used. Some are buried so deep into our hearts and minds that we do not want to expose them for fear of what others might learn. But until we trust in God's Word, Romans 8:28, “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” We may never know the true essence of God’s Love nor the depth to which he teaches us to love. God used His Precious love to open my heart to the painful memories stored deep within. He allowed me to experience the devastating effects of adultery and mistrust to see that I have the power through him to forgive and not be destroyed by Satan. 

What I didn’t understand at first was that each phase of my life, whether good or bad was allowed by God and through his Holy Spirit, the Comforter and Lover of my soul kept me and drew me closer to him. My children are the greatest treasures I have no matter the circumstances. They are a gift from God through rearing them I learned so much because I had to stay on my knees, constantly read the word of God and listen to Him speak to me. As I released them into His care I had fewer worries and many blessings. I learned the virtues that God wanted in me for His Glory. I have been able to burn, the painful unfaithfulness of my mate, not become bitter and resentful but receive the purging, healing, breaking forth, and evolving of the person that is within. That through it all God loved my husband through me and kept me safe as my husband received salvation. He wrapped me in the fireball of His love and I survived knowing that God keeps on blessing me through His love. My heart is again filled with laughter, joy, and a smile that generates deep within.

                                                Thought for Today 

Take a moment to reflect upon your life, remembering who kept you through the past, brought you to the present, and will carry you into the future. God

The Meaning of Morning Dove-the Treasures of A Memory

The title Morning Dove was chosen because of the cry this beautiful bird makes in the early morning. Because of their cry it is called the Mourning Dove. If you can imagine, you can hear the sound muffled in their throat. When you hear it, it alerts you to your surroundings. Therefore, I felt that this dove was describing my emotions. 

At the point of losing my home in foreclosure, fighting to keep a roof over my husband and daughter, (we received the victory) my husband having several strokes, plus aneurysm, fall and the revelation of three children or more that he fathered during our marriage all I could do was mourn. Each time I became pregnant he would be angry then I understood why. Tears would not have helped because I was too hurt, disappointed and broken. Sleep often eluded me because three of my children literally stopped speaking to me and forbade their family from interacting with me. Sometimes I felt I would fall down beneath the weight or that the hounds of hell would overrun me with destruction. Many nights I would pray pleading with God to tell me what had I done so wrong. He would either speak to my spirit with a song or word which would allow me to rest. The negativity my husband was speaking against me; I think some of the children believed but the hurt came because I thought they knew me better. I had prayed with them, for them, over them loved on them, often talked to them about salvation and breaking of yokes in the family. Yet Satan used them to try to destroy me but God, do you understand but God?

The good news is that God has a damage control mechanism that man does not understand and it is called love. God never stopped allowing me to feel his love, even when all I could say is I love you Jesus or sing beautiful songs he had put in my spirit. I now thank him over and over again for being the Lover of my soul. The protector of my heart and life. For the five children that never wavered in their love nor constant calling to let me know how much they loved me. Needless to say that two are what society calls in-laws but I could never address any of my children mates as that because they two became one and I would not have my beautiful grandchildren. So like the mourning dove I have stopped the mourning cry and my wings are getting stronger each day ready to sour to the skies knowing that God loves me and he gave me the healing mechanism I needed but did not know I did. I can say thou the evil one sought to slay yet shall I praise Him for His goodness and blessings. Sometimes you have to speak what the heart feels, in order for you to be truly healed.  

Scripture:  Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

                                                 

 

Open the Treasures of Memories

Unlock the chest of memories and pick through the treasures of life,

Reflect on the times of laughter, hold close the gift of love,

Keep the trinkets of fun, cherish the moments of kindness,

Forgive others for their wrongs as you forgive yourself also.

Remember the pearls of wisdom you gathered along the way,

Hold close the diamond of prayer that keeps’ you day by day,

Polish the silver of hope that strengthen on this journey,

And cherish the gold of faith that lights your path.

Don’t become bitter over things that cannot be undone,

Rid yourself of the debris and open up your heart,

You may find a wealth of blessings and richness beyond compare;

For you have survived and may find again the rare gem of love.

It's been a long time........................

             It’s been along time since I’ve written anything. But daily I encourage myself in the Lord and thank him for keeping me. In the last five years I have been silently weeping over my husband’s health issues. Always praying that God would restore his sight as well as his mental state. During this time, I learned of things that would normally destroy a marriage as well as the person; however, I could not leave him in the state that he was in and have a clear conscience so I talked with my Savior. I learned how to love and forgive in the way that Christ would have me to. Many nights my heart was hurting and bleeding but God did a miraculous thing he showed me favor by pouring love into me in ways I did not understand.

              He is now in the nursing home. Memories have caused the bleeding to stop and the weeping to cease. I feel as if I have come through a metamorphose and my wings are getting stronger every day. I realize that each phase of life is but a fleeting moment. What we do in each phase determines the outcome of the next. I am in the season of life that has three names; Autumn, Fall and Harvest. Autumn brings the breath taking beauty of colors, fall brings the gentle and quiet falling of leaves and harvest is the time of reaping. Although somethings in my life are falling away I am still blessed to see that the autumn of my life has some beautiful flowers and I am still reaping my harvest of love.