Friday, September 14, 2018

Surrender to love

I see that which I want to see for my mind knows just how to manipulate

I hear that which I want to hear for my kind knows the exact words to speak

I know not what I know for my mind cages such truths

I fear that which I am told for my mind a shadowy playground

I covet that which others glorify for my mind works in tandem with jealousy

These I know and still I act upon the message of my mind rather than my heart

Trust, the key to the lock box which holds the passions of my heart

The Father has sent me to live and yet I cower

Cower behind the manifestations of the mind

Plagued by the repetitious wants and flagrant obstacles

That which I know, lost among the lies and murmuring is the mind

Forcing me to choose purpose and scrutinize truth

Faith need by my only scrutiny

Faith will lead me in the direction of understanding

It will point me in the face of wisdom that I may act with love and procure hope

Gifted with faith, I must open such a gift

My gift, my gift to use, to share, to live

Live I must for the contrary is painful misconceptions leading to a frightening death

That which I see, or rather want to see, I now know is much of a mirage

My heart sees truth, it sees the hand of the Father, it sees His compassionate eyes

And yet my mind tells me to turn that I may see devastation and hatred

No longer will I turn my eyes from the glory of the Father

It is He whom I seek, He whom offers love

Love in the early morning sun, love in the falling of the leaves, love in flowing of the ocean

Love is His power, His might, His love I see when I but look with my heart

The heart also speaks and time has come to listen for that which I now hear is but a recording of the mind attempting to procure madness

Love is who I am, thus the essays of the heart is love yet I hear hurt, I hear pain, I hear hatred

The scream distract no longer for, in my sight, I have learned a harsh truth...lies of the mind

The noise, the static, the rands all nothing more than attempts at my life

A life worthy of love, worthy of the Father’s truths

Thus I listen, not with the mind but rather with my heart

And I hear love, I hear hope, I hear peace 

Which leads me to knowledge

That which I know surfaces from the heart and a new world awakens

Knowledge is not gained from humanized theories

Knowledge is offered by the soul, visions, words, truths set in motion by the Father

I have the ability to know, to trust, to act for wisdom, too, gifted to me

Again, my choice to unwrap, my choice to trust

With the guidance of my sight and the words of my heart, understanding begins to envelope my person and I am out at ease

Rest for the weary, the fears which once paralyzed no longer restrain my person

I am able to freely move about

Life less cumbersome

Life filled with love

That which I once coveted, not longer manifests a need

For all I need is the Father, all I need is His love

My sight is love

My hearing is love

My knowledge is that of love

Love has nothing to fear

Love has nothing to covet

I am here, I have chosen the Father, chosen His love

Though I see the tangible reality as it is, I hear and know the Father’s presence

So worry claims not my soul

The heart need not cage the mind as the mind had done

The heart works in conjunction with the mind, with human concepts that I may remain present while exploring the realities of the Father

He has come to me

He has offered me Himself, His love

Acceptance of such a gift works in conjunction with my entire being

My sight, His compassionate eyes

My hearing, His gentle words

My knowledge, He fortuitous care

No fear for faith resolves such issues

As Hope does for wanting

And so faith marks my path as I surrender to the Father’s love




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