The Heart

Most valued;
honorable.
“Upon this rock I will build My church,”
He declared.
And upon His rock He ordained this church.
His rock,
His rib,
Backbone.

Labored
in love;
toiled
with care.
No fault,
or blemish,
just purely…
the heart of it.

Deeply rooted;
the vine bringing forth fruit,
of the Spirit;
the heart that is in it.
Abiding in Him,
and He in them,
to produce works…
even
Greater than these.
He is well-pleased.
Not seeing how man sees,
He favors the heart…
Of it all.
And them all.
“Go and possess the land” He decrees.
Walk
in prosperity,
so you can See…
that which I prepared
for them who love me.
Whole heartedly.

I have given you My ministry;
established you,
appointed you,
it is My oil that anointed you;
shepherd over My people,
I entrusted you.
Because My eyes,
have Seen,
and
My ears have Heard,
your true worship;
My Spirit
residing in
My truth
is that which dwells beneath
The Heart of it all

Written and Ministered in Spoken Word for Triumphant Worship Center's *Fairfield, CA 2nd year church anniversary celebration

A First Lady's Heart

A first lady...
Who can find her?
Heart.
more valuable than
the vessel encased about it;
her anointing speaks to multitudes.

Inclined are many ears,
attempting to hear that which her lips can't seem to conjure.
Words concealed behind the smiles.
Humble,
yet still speaking...
magnitudes.

In holy matrimony
yet
she masks her testimony,
yearning for but one
to seek her.
Not hard to find
but drifting further away
as she carries the many burdens day by day by day
and still
She remains...
Poised.
Beaming brightly outside,
but vastly depleting deep down inside,
as she gathers remnants of baggage;
excessively weighing
down her bejeweled...
prized possession.
Under appreciation
misrepresentation
depreciation;
lying dormant beneath the shadow
of her other's half

Behold for one minute,
heed her heart...
still beating;
orchestrating a song and dance
to the life outside of the make-up.
Flawed in the many
visual perfections.

Not first before man
but her creation he said...
was good.
Appeasing in God's sight.
He calls her blessed!
Fearful of the Lord
she is to be praised!

Lauded as the backbone,
the right holding his left
standing upright;
the union
which God ordained.
As she holds it together
he cleaves unto her,
providing
a head of
protection over his first lady's heart.

She bears all,
and
he carries her...
gently nestling her gem
in the safety of his unchanging hand...

~Written and Ministered in Spoken Word for Sisters Inspiring Sisters (S.I.S.) organization