I submit our heart and mind both as one in unity as a couple and also as individually. Please mend ,heal and restore every broken ,cracked, bruised ,wounded, hurt spot of our heart and mind. Make our heart new ,clean ,pure , fresh . Send your heavenly rain to rejuvenate us again .
Dear God protect us from hurting and wounding each other and lead us to the path of healing. Breathe Your life into our dead, dull ,dormant aspects and make us alive again. Pour your peace into our agitations, take away all the resentment and fill us with divine joy .Fix all our chaos into a beautiful symmetry .Remove every strong hold of darkness , confusion, conflict , misunderstanding, every hidden barrier that's hindering and disturbing us ..and trying to break our unity ,harmony and connection , please torch your light into all those areas and supply Your help when we are not able to fix it in our own .Provide Your way , answers, solutions and clarity when we don't find any ..!
Do not let us lean onto our own understanding and help us to trust You with all our heart. Lord ,I acknowledge You as our healer, our way maker ,our miracle worker, our light, our way .Lord ,our help is in Your name, the Maker of Heaven and Earth . You outstretched the sky ,You call the stars by their name ,You know the number of our hairs on our head . You know our beginning and end .You know our structure and form .You built us in our mother's womb. Our every day is written in Your book .Our every walk is in front of You .You know our coming in and going out .You recognise us from far . Before a word is on our mouth it is already known to You. No way ,no walk, no thought, no talk of man is hidden from You. It is better to trust on You than to trust on our own flesh ,own strength, own intellect . Ours can be good ,but You are always the best . Your answers are better than our prayers .Your ways are higher than our ways ,Your thoughts are greater than our thoughts.
Oh Father God ,I submit our united heart ,soul ,life into Your hand ,I submit all our circumstances in Your care and I trust You that You are completely able .My trust is not in vain . Make us more humble ,more calm, more wise, more understanding, more loving ,more caring ,more submitting and more trusting . Let Your presence remove every darkness from our life and Your light flood into our life ,love and relationship.
Many years ago I had read some valuable article with deep insight.. where it was written about the importance of being broken in our Father God's hand, if we want to be fruitful for God and be used by Him greatly and powerfully we must let Him break us. Cause until we are not broken, until we are not dead to ourselves we can't be much fruitful He can't use us that powerful way when we harden ourselves and don't want to be broken. But it's a necessary process which we actually want to skip completely or get rid of. Jesus fed more than 5000 people with 5 loaves of bread and 2 pieces of fish..and yet 12 baskets got left over. We know this incident very well since childhood. But we miss one important point here, the process how He does it. When those fish and bread were given to Him, He blesses them, uplifts and surrender them to Father God, then He breaks them and starts giving those blessed, broken pieces of fish and bread.. and we know the story what happens next, more than 5000 people ate full and 12 baskets left over food remained. That's what He does with us. When we give ourselves to Him, He blesses us and let us to be broken, and in that brokenness, in that process He does most important works within us, He uses us mightily for His purpose
We often fail to understand the purpose of pain, pause, waiting, the presence of suffering and hardships. We just want everything in our life to go smooth and well, all merry, all happy. When the real tests come as giants in our way and block our way, we stumble there. Cause we are so obsessed with only blessings, success, happiness, prosperity and staying ahead or having name, fame or stay in equal with all around. But we fail to understand that just like our hand prints are unique and we are all different from each other, so does our role, purpose for our life and God's plan, timetable is different and unique for each of us. It's a foolishness to compare ourselves with others. We all have unique challenges, tasks and difficulties which are specific and unique to each of us. In the pause, in the waiting, in the wilderness God breaks us, moulds us, prepares us, equips us, trains us, refines us, improves us, corrects us, improves us, transforms us into that shape, image and character which He has designed and planned for us, in the image, in the likeness of Jesus. In the wilderness, in the pause we start to understand the real meaning and depth of His each words which we were just overlooking previously. Yes it is then His living words start speaking life to us.
Yes it is in the fire of affliction He purifies us. In our brokenness we develop a humility and gentleness, a character that is too precious in His eyes. When we are at the bottom of life we learn to depend on Him and learn what is total and complete surrender. When all our roads are blocked and all hope is gone, we learn to trust Him. In our lowest we learn to depend on His strength. Yes He allows us sometimes to experience the lowest of time, He empties us completely, so that we can trust only Him and open our heart, our doors for Him alone and we can give ourselves to Him, entrust our life completely in His hand only. When we think that nobody cares, nobody thinks about us, nobody loves us, nobody sees us. When we think that we are completely left alone and we even wonder about His existence, we question if even God cares about us, does He looks us, does He understand.. Does He hear our prayer, our cry? Does He see our pain? Forget about human beings, does even God understand us..? In our darkest times we all might go through such situations, such questions, such loneliness, such hopelessness..! And what we do at such times are really which matter a lot which defines us what we are made of, what our true heart is. Most times people fail there at this point and lose their track. And this is the crucial time which the Heaven, angels and God witness what really we are! Job lost everything yet He didn't reject God, he still put his love and trust in God, he remained loyal even in the most painful time. Joseph was betrayed by his brothers, sold as a slave to foreigners and lived so many years as a slave, again he got accused with serious false witness and was prisoned for so many years , got punished for crimes not done. Moses lived 40 years in the desert . Abraham being called the friend of God, by God Himself, he waited so many years to see His promised child.
Lets go some where Far from here me and you We'll past the by ways and the highs ways We'll see it through We can have so much fun me and you dance all night till the sunrise Lay down and talk about the future Me and you
don't you like that idea ? Just us Nothing fancy Just connecting with our hearts Clearing our thoughs Just bonding Just healing from all our loss
We can laugh at the old memories Create new stories Having deep conversations Talking about our feelings letting go of all the pain
acknowledging our sorrows acknowledging the days when we know things changed and crying was the only comfort there
So can we go somewhere far from here Some where new Start our new journey Start our new life Just and me you
The rain starts to pour i sit by my window with the music blasting in my ear, looking out the window while people rushing to and forth , vehicles passing and children playing and laughing . I look at the droplets of rain one by one as they fall getting lost in it all. The music changed to a sad love song and then the mood starts to change . The atmosphere became dark and cold It was like time stoped for a moment and there was a shift in my emotions, that lead me to thinking. I started thinking about love for some reason . I try not to focus on the negative side but this time everything stop and it was just me and my thoughts. I remember about two person's Inlove when they were young , sweet precious as they come I remember their story and how i fell inlove with it. To me it was beautiful Something i wish i could have one day. I remembered that they broke up and it puzzled me because of the whole back story behind it and after it........ it's hard that's hard that's all i could say i kept repeating that while tears starts to form; the slience hits and the music and the words flow into place and it captured everything i was feeling in that time and space and tears i was holding back finally escaped. I wondered how it could affected me like that and it was not me but i felt like i was broken up with , i felt like the flesh inside of me was been tourned out, i felt alone.
I stop the music and i sat there to myself and thought about all those loves stories that ended and if i felt this way how about how they felt. The rain kept pouring and time finally unfrozen and i stared out my window once more but this time , i was looking at all thoses people with their faces down and persons who was looking at the rain falling. I turn my eyes from the window now my thoughts are finally blanked I put my music back on and closed my eyes and just lay there on my bed.
To bellicose with valour, for what seems a chattel, more than what destiny can call on to, it is. But when the folioles wither off, from a lofty branch, the flora seems to lose; fragrance and its color.
To give up is an option, choice or alternative, which I don't prefer to recruit in the armed forces, of whatever that keeps me in the battlefield. amid, of a war betwixt me and my destiny.
Along I come, Oh destiny! Open your doors for me; Uncover your poesies for my metaphors and sonnets. Turn my autumns to your springs, and turn me 'round, along a 'one hundred and eighty', of whatever you own.
Question my wisdom, criticize my freedom. Rather, but you'd skimmed along my bravery, And lost like a warrior, than to stay closed all time, because, one day, finally, I'll change, if not, you'll me.
The sunset feels like a brook of wine, and I'm sitting on the rooftop watching the memories come back to me from the sangria skyline. Some of them come to me pirouetting gracefully on the chirpy clouds of affliction while some of them charge towards me anxiously like a volatile stampede of enraged bisons. Some of them come with an intention of making my frown fade into an abyss while some of them simply come wielding a sharp cleaver to butcher what's left of my innocent soul.
My nimble mind, lost in the riviera of thoughts, loses its grip over emotions and it trembles me a little. The red drink that I'm holding carelessly, slips right out of my clumsy hands and my barren heart gets soaked by all the passing-by memories of the past. The deep scarlet stains left by the spill fall short of being dark enough to cover up the gaping patch you left me with but the forsaken time that separated you from my arms couldn't hold its grounds against the beautiful memories we created a while back. Fierce wind starts to blow in my face and the remnants of my past gather around to bring you back to life. After what it seemed like aeons of waiting, I see you standing there near the edge of the sun burnt roof, wearing the same white dress I first saw you in.
You lock your cold blue eyes at me but don't let out a single word from your mouth. Your eager lips pressed against each other trying to hold out all of that anger succeed in not letting it all slip from the tip of your tongue but your eyes fail miserably when I take a step towards you. They end up telling me a whole lot about how badly you missed me but there's still that unresolved thing; the closure that I denied you of. Your hands clenched tight against a part of your dress and one finger of yours pointing towards me in desperation, showcases your disliking towards my move. As I take a few more steps you turn your back against me like how I did when the only way you could breathe was with the help of a tube.
Sometimes it gets so dark that we can't even see our own hands. Darkness builds a wall around us. But when the morning comes, and the sunlight falls on the walls, they crumble. And we are all able to see the sun. But the thing about the sun is, it doesn't rise at the same time for everyone. For some, the sun rises early, and for some, it takes a few more hours before they could finally see the light. So, hold on because the light is looking for you the same way you're looking for it