It Blesses My Heart To Love; It Blesses My Soul To Give; It Blesses My Everything To Care About Others & Being Needed Gives My Life Purpose.
I learned the hard way that my love, my giving, my caringness and my need to be needed was hindering certain People and getting in the way of God’s plan for their lives. I became their god and my God held my blessings up to keep me from hindering them.
God wanted a chance to show them how much he loved them if only they would trust in Him.
Jesus, I need your wisdom, guidance and direction. I need Your word to come alive in my life. I need to hear and see You Clearly. I need You to hold my hand and I need to hold Yours. I need healing, peace and love in my life and the lives of my children and those I love. I need You Lord. I need You to be in the places that I go and show me that you were in the places I’ve been. I need You to use me and I need to be used by you. I need to feel loved by You and I need to feel that I’m apart of You. I need Your love to make a difference in my life and others. I need You here with me because someday I want to be there with you Jesus. I need You .
I’ve been everything and more because I wanted to be loved. I didn’t want to be alone. I didn’t want to handle this life on my own. I put my body, mind, soul and heart in the hands of fools over and over again. I don’t know what you believe in but I dealt with being alone by getting lost in Christ. God loves me pass everything I am, everything I’m not. He loves me pass my short-comings, faults, mistakes, stupidness, selfishness and foolishness. He forgave me and He showed me how to forgive… forgiving those that hurt me deeply, set me free of a lot of things. He showed me that He would never leave me alone and in that, He took the loneliness away.
I still feel alone at times, a lot of the times, but the deep depression of loneliness isn’t there tormenting my mind and soul every moment of the day. I miss the touch of someone but every day my body forgets the memory of it. Every touch, every love, everybody I let in my life has hurt me in some way or another, so there is no good memory that doesn’t have a bad memory attached to it.
I know that no one will ever love me as God does. He showed me that love is sacrifice…he sacrificed for me because He loves me. Most, don’t know the depth of His love, so that won’t understand you if you allow Him to comfort your heart with His amazing love. God’s love is safe, solid, secure, enduring, honest, faithful, merciful, considerate, and compassionate but it won’t be easy. Love is sacrifice: sacrificing self for the sake of others. When someone loves you, they sacrifice themselves for you too.
Mountains represent optical or problems in one’s life. Mountains are a pile of rocks, dirt and bones.
From My Heart: Separate the rocks and mountain doesn’t look so big. Things are never as bad as they seem; looking at the whole picture of a thing can be overwhelming. They seem bad because we give the bad things power to stress our lives. Nothing stays the same. This too shall pass. Everything has to change.
What helps to see the mountain as rocks: handle one problem at a time; handle one heart break at a time; be patient with myself and embrace flaws; learn from mistakes; trust God for all things; pray about all things; love as God as loved me; take one day at a time; accept that I’m different and be me and expect to be rejected and misunderstood.
You once loved me with compassion, passion and mercy Everything you did, you did in much love and respect … we were one. Sometimes, where you go, you never come back from. Sometimes, where you’ve been, will change you for a life time. Sometimes, the things you do, changes you inside. By the kiss of your lips, no passion,
By the kiss of your lips, no passion, just lust of the flesh. By the way that you hold me, you feel nothing but a woman’s body near you. You love me outside the bedroom as if I’m the best things that ever happen to you. By the stroke of your hand, you feel no need to be gentle. By the roughness and disregard for the delicate texture of a woman’s body, it’s extremely obvious where you have been. By the pervert things that you request of me, the disrespectful things you say to me in the heat of the moment You resent me because I am not they.
I’m classified as boring and less than a woman because I refused to go there with you. This lets me know that, the part of you that has been many place, has not returned the same. Where you have been, does not determine who I am; I am a Queen. The things that you were subjected too, a skill that you have mastered, merging me into it as if you forgot who you were with. This, you will not do to me. Your being, your spirit and your perception of making sincere love have been altered for life.
Color Of Your Skin: To love, to be loved or to not be loved because of the color of your skin, is not love at all. The color of your skin or nationality is someone’s preference (reasons). Today, the color of your skin determines your strengths or weaknesses; it defines who you are and who you’re not; it dictates how good you are or how bad you can be. The color of your skin is someone’s first choice in choosing you. From My Heart Skin gets old and wrinkled. Make-up damages, sunlight and tanning damages the skin. Your skin is a trophy, a target, a reason and behind every reason that is a motive. The skin shouldn’t determine a person’s worth, humbleness or abilities. The color of a person’s skin shouldn’t qualify them or justify them.
Color stroke: Selective Prejudice within a Nationality: A person that will only accept or receive a certain shade of skin of a person/people; Belief that a certain shade of skin color is superior or more intelligent than another; Classifying certain shade of skin to be more acceptable or compatible to certain lifestyle.
From My Heart: Close your eyes and see people for who they are. People are more than the color of their skin. Evil ways, selfish, disrespectful, inconsiderate, in-sensitive, ignorant, narrow-minded people come in all shades, colors, races, religions, countries and sizes. If we were Black Cows, we would still give white milk.
If the world were blind, what a beautiful place this would be.
Broken Hearted: When someone breaks your heart, you allowed your heart to be broken. Every time you give your heart, it is always a possibility of hurt. There is always a chance that someone won’t love you the same as the love that you give or give you the love that you deserve. Admitting that you saw all the stop signs and still went into the relationship, the hurt is your fault. Broken hearts were not meant to keep you from loving again or keep you from taking a chance on being loved. Broken hearts are supposed to teach you lessons like: how to love, when to love, what kind of love your dealing with, how much love should you give or if you should love at all. Most times, heartache teaches us to have a hard heart and be distant in love. Future loves pay for the hurt of the past.
From My Heart: Everyone has a time and season to love, be loved, be hurt, be healed and love again. Healing of the heart and mind starts with pray and forgiveness; Letting go and stop being stuck on stupid. People have the right to say goodbye and walk away. Let them go and get over it-it’s called free will. You can’t make someone love you the way that you want to be loved. You can’t make someone appreciate the love that you give. You can’t make someone ready for a relationship if they are not. You can’t make someone stay if leaving is in their heart. And begging only prolongs the hurt (stop trying to control someone with your hurt emotions). Let go and let God heal your heart and life.