The Best Cry

The best cry is a cry to the Father. How many times has the heart spoke and yet it was not connected to faith (knowledge of a Higher Place)? When others want more than I hold, the cry is to go before the Father and ask for provision to feed the pain of want. The weary heart thinks it can either provide or die trying to show the goodness of desires. This becomes a no-win for anyone. This brings only broken and unfavor to the table of sorrow. 

What if asked to be jolly when down? What if asked to straighten up and be what another demands? What then? It comes to mind how Jesus went off to the mountain to pray. He was still accused of being a false person but His heart was lightened. His conversation was deep and then could satisfy the desires of His own heart to move forward in His call on earth, to show who His Father is. Somehow the fallen heart of mankind searches for recovery; and if it finds food to hang on to but not Heavenly Food, it wants to cling to this painful source because it gives a self answered movement. 

Father, my cry is The Way that takes all riches to a new level. Only those riches that come from Heaven are eternal. To see what is not seen, the atmosphere of Your love comes and breaks chains of confusion. I rest in my unknown at this moment, in faith I do not stand alone but strong in what is happening beyond my knowing. Your love surrounds this house. Your goodness swallows the discord. Our hearts are stayed within the encounter of Your love! Going forward with a reason verses a thought of failure has my strength feeding on Kingdom principles. I have Your presence within and around me. Your will be done!  

The surrender has the power to overcome any giant or twisted lie. I surrender to Peace, not war. Peace looks so different than the world tries to define. It is a table set amongst the enemy while feasting in Heavenly connection. It is the miracle of Jesus' life, death, and ressurection. Surrendering is watching pain rather than experiencing pain. My heart opens to abundance while the power of lies dissolve without hardly noticing. 

Fixing my eyes on Jesus! Daily Bread! Keeping my hopes wired to the Word of Truth. When Truth is not known, admit the delay and find my heart praying, Oh Lord, come enter my chaos! 

My cry now leaves the pour heart, and sounds its joy of a full heart. My gift to know Jesus is to find Him within giving and giving so I can stand and not fall. My work is His heart's desire coming into the Kingdom of Life. My words bow beneath the Breath of a mighty God over me. For His holiness has delivered me from darkness time and time again. I love His path for me. I love the sounds of community within this Kingdom. It takes all the burdens of life and makes it a place to play and live. 

Messages of His favor come to me from sources I am grateful for. His life is within the earth to bring all kinds of color and mystical stories. The miracle of God surprises blesses the soul. We are seen and cared for beyond our recognized daily walk. His love pours in our favor. The hardest of times give place to the blessings of being "with" God!  A sweet message of testimony of Kingdom living! 

The best cry is the words (heart) within.

HIS EMOTION

The 'Listen' is the smile upon my children. Never lost is the soul found in the Listen of the Kingdom of Heaven.