Write Your Heart

 This long road where the Lord has taken her.

She couldn't understand it, neither does she still understand it.

But in the glimpse of this new horizon that is breaking in the distance.

The whip of the smell of aromas of new beginnings begin to surface.

It seems like her heart is still been painted with much scars.

Scars from the battles of the hits and blows.

The heart that took the blows...

Blows for the sake of her King, and her brethren.

Perhaps it is something that only the King can only see.

After all, her heart was something given to Him only.

The King of Glory glanced at her with loving and endearing gaze, yet the sorrows and pain that

perhaps many may not have known.

"Not many would desire to travel such road.

A road that leads to many pains, bleeding, betrayals, wrongly accused, gaslighting and heartaches.

No, not one would desire to travel down this road.

She asked herself, "Why down this road Lord? When it seems like it is leading to darkness..."

It only occurred to her that she remembered a word of prophecy, spoken by her King.

One day she will have to travel into darkness, for His purposes. 

Years later, here she was. 

Faced the cruelty of the darkness and its wicked, cold intimidation and torture.

 Voices that told her that she have lost it.

Voices that told her that she could no longer hear her God anymore.

Voices that told her that she was wrong in what her King told her.

The looks that were given to her behind closed doors.

The whispers of darkness that became darts to her in the secret place.

She took her shield of faith, and pushed through. 

As the arrows came sliming at her.

But her King was with her.

Her God, her King. Her lover and keeper of her soul.

As they came, He spoke and shielded her.

She clung with every strength she had.

Realizing the purpose that she had was to shield the darts of the evil one for her brethren.

Though they may not have known, neither do they see.

What the enemy was working behind the scenes.

She saw her gracious God came and shielded the sheep that did not see.

Her God sent her to carry her cross in order for the sparks to start.

She no one special.

She was only one who desires the will of her God.

Because her King died for her. 

Her King did so much for her. 

In the middle of the darkest nights of her soul, she experienced a great intimacy with her King.

Realizing the heart break that was inside her, she was not breaking alone.

She was holding His broken heart for His people who could not see the darts of the enemy.

His people who stomped on the one who wanted to shield them.

She shared that moment with her King.

Broken down.

Despite after all the effort she put in for her King and His people,

How the people still did not see?!

 And still trampled on what little parts of her heart that was left.

Oh how infuriating she felt, the injustice she felt.

Yet, again, the King who was with her shared with her another great intimacy.

The road of His great mercy and love towards His people.

For He too, extends unconditionally to choose to forgive all of us for every trespass and offense.

How many times she have chosen to forgive, and how it felt like her heart that was already in pieces have to climb another mountain to forgive.

But she decides to obey and forgive like her King.

But how difficult it was! 

For the amount of damaged it has caused and yet it was not seen!

But even worse, denied and no apologized. 

 But the love of the King brought her emotions to their knees. 

For yet this great intimacy with the King, she understood then how God forgives.

As far as east is to the west, will He forget our sins.

Daily, the sacrifice Jesus died forever for all our sins. 

Yet, in this present day it is still ongoing mistakes and sin from people all over the world.

How strong and might is the love of Christ, who is willing to choose forgiveness and be scarred?

She felt the aches and scars upon her heart.

She realized she shares His heart and ...His scars.

For bruised and scarred her heart may feel.

This is what it feels like to be ONE with God- sharing His heart even in the most painful situation.

Sharing calvary with Jesus in that moment. 

 Sometimes the scars can only remind her of the pain of the past.

But there is another way to look at it.

The scars only is proof that her God did not leave her in the midst of the battle. 

Her pain did not end in nothing.

There was many supernatural things did she witness God doing.

Perhaps, there are only a few who had eyes to see were able to see the star wars that happened.

Perhaps she may be the only witness to the great principalities being shot down by the roaring lion of Judah.

Perhaps she may be the only one who may be aware that when the enemy meant to steal God's glory many times through His people, yet with God's anointing, did God come like a superhero.

From a heart that was shattered and labelled wrongly.

She witness her God took every word that was spoken against her and turned it into HIS GLORY.

She witness her God carried her through the darkest night when nobody saw how she needed help.

She witness her God picked her up, and defend her when she could not fight for herself.

She witness her God silent the enemy through HIS MIGHTY WAYS.

She witness her God defended her and protected her when she was surrounded.

She witness her God 's great mercy and grace upon His people, despite they did not heed to His ways.

She witness her God's faithfulness through the times she couldn't stand, and when she was called into battle. 

She witness her God is her strength when she called to speak and shine the light on things that were unrighteous, despite the approval of people.

She witness her God fight the enemy that was after her life multiple times. 

How GREAT did God come and defend her!

How mighty did God formed her - where her heart may feel all kinds of scars, trauma and needs healing.

Yet she witnessed and was forged through the fire, in the midst of the darkness, a light and fire that can never be quenched.

She doesn't fully understand it yet, but she is starting to see the horizon of His story.

The light that is rising in her soul, where even if the enemy attempts to steal or push it down.

She knows and declares, it is a light that can NEVER be quenched in the mighty name of Jesus.

Because the light is God.

The Light is Jesus.

The Light of her soul. 

The Light of her heart.

She gives her heart to her Savior, her King, Jesus.

The pieces that her heart may feel like it is in, but she give it to her Savior.  

This may be a long journey, and may still take more time to heal.

But she no longer desire to look at the past and remember the scars of pain.

But her scars that turn into stars . For where there was death, there comes great light.

Scars that not say she is a victim, but a victor.

All great thanks to her Savior.

But there are many questions still.

And she cannot wait for her King to respond.

So Lord, here is her heart.

It is Yours forever. 

Every piece of it.