HEARING THE HEART OF HEAVEN Episode 14 THE BEAUTIFUL ENTERING BROKENNESS: God Breathing LIFE into The Broken

Healing For Brokenness

Who has stayed the Father’s hand? Who can try the Master’s plan? 
Who has crushed this daughter still? Who can move the Father’s will?
 
Lost, without a Battle plan. Dropped the sword out of my hand.
Kingdom Voice is trapped within. Who will listen to me again?

Tried too many times in grief. Never finding real relief.
I have lost the Key this time. Too great a mount to ever climb.

Father, lift me from this place. Too many years of Hell’s disgrace.
Another year is at the Day. The day You let Brokenness come my way.

My heart of Hope, is lost in pain. Another year has had its’ end.
How could you let this come again? A daughter’s worth crushed in Your hand?

Body weak from lack of strength. Fighting pain a year in length.
Frail from lying weeks in bed. Muscles atrophied instead.

I can barely speak today. I can barely bow and pray.
I can barely wait on You. Father, this alone is true.

Recklessness is not my past. My heart is always open glass. 
Fragile, to the point of pain. Bearing Brokenness, again.

How am I to understand? Why You allowed this destruction?
I give my life, my all to You. A Heart of worship, Gold and glued.

Three times suffered, in this place. Given Mercy, Life, and Grace.
How is it, I am almost lame? Hallowed, sunken legs, and frame?

I have no strength, to rise again. I have no words of Hope, for them.
Given over to the Destroyer’s abuse. Body beaten, Broken, and bruised.

Reliving Job, in suffering, Allowed destruction, sent from a King. 
Father, Father, can’t you see? I am on Broken, bended knee?

Give me grace, to walk this road. Help me to lift, and carry this load.
I have nothing to offer, no prize has been won. Nothing to give to Jesus, Your Son.

Lost on the way, to Hopelessness. Waiting for Healing, that’s Heaven sent.
Beauty for Ashes, to give me relief. Healing for Brokenness, is what I need.


Psalms 109:22-31 NKJV
For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me. I am gone like a shadow when it lengthens; I am shaken off like a locust. My knees are weak through fasting, And my flesh is feeble from lack of fatness. I also have become a reproach to them; When they look at me, they shake their heads. Help me, O LORD my God! Oh, save me according to Your mercy, That they may know that this is Your hand— That You, LORD, have done it! Let them curse, but You bless; When they arise, let them be ashamed, But let Your servant rejoice. Let my accusers be clothed with shame, And let them cover themselves with their own disgrace as with a mantle. I will greatly praise the LORD with my mouth; Yes, I will praise Him among the multitude. For He shall stand at the right hand of the poor, To save him from those who condemn him.




WALK YOUR TERRITORY
“Pick up your cross and follow Me.
NO EYE HATH SEEN 
NO EAR HATH HEARD
What I’m About to do
 Go and Walk your Territory with My Authority.”




LET ME SET YOU FREE

Let Me set you Free
Let Me set you Free
Give your Broken Heart to Me 
And let Me set you Free

I know you’re Brokenhearted
That you’ve been deeply hurt
I know that you’ve been changed 
By pain that you’ve endured
I’ve seen your Anger raging 
Your calloused Heart retreat
But I can Heal your woundedness
So Let Me set you Free

Let Me set you Free
Let Me set you Free
Give your Broken Heart to Me 
And let Me set you Free

I have seen your Sorrow 
And your Bitter pain
I know you’ve felt rejected
And live within your shame
Your Life has a purpose
That you have yet to see
So hold on to this Life you have
And let Me set you Free
 
Let Me set you Free
Let Me set you Free
Give your Broken Heart to Me 
And let Me set you Free

A Father’s Day Melancholy.

A Father’s Day Melancholy. When fathers are missing, we are missing our fathers.
 
A father. There is a place in our heart they hold like no other. They are our Birthright. They are our Heritage. Bringing Life from another. Held within them is a Hope for our Future, to be like them, loved by them. And when they leave, we grieve. When they are gone, we’re left to carry on, without them. Leaving deep empty places, of grieving empty spaces, in our heart. 

A Father’s Day Melancholy. When fathers are missing, we are missing our fathers.

Twenty nine years now, since the passing of mine, but Golden are years, with the passage of time. I remember his smile, the sound of his laugh, the strength of his arms, and the love of his lap. My memories with him, are shadowed and dim. Be now time, marked by years, the Day brings forth tears, they burst into Beautiful blooms, of melancholy rooms, in my heart.

A Father’s Day Melancholy. When fathers are missing, we are missing our fathers.

Generations passed, lost long ago, still leave children longing for the fathers they know. Held in their hearts of dreams they can’t see, held by the hopes of who they might be. Abandoned by Love. They search for the one, a place where a father believes in, and rescues a son. Searching for Love and finding none there, they Abandon their children without even a care.

A Father’s Day Melancholy. When fathers are missing, we are missing our fathers.

The Love of a father girds up our Heart. Gives us direction when we’re lost in the dark. Builds and provides a foundation of strength, which cannot be shaken, lost, or replaced. The Love of a father holds out his hand, when we struggle to walk, so that we might stand. Yet many have caused the Foundations to fail, shattering lives with Rejection, the crushing of nails.
  
A Father’s Day Melancholy. When fathers are missing, we are missing our fathers.

The Father of LOVE whispers to me, your father is missing, but worshiping me. My Love came to fill your valleys of grief, to Breathe LIFE into Brokenness, to bring you relief. The words of rejection are not who you are. You are valued, creative and built for a part. You’ve struggled, My Child, with where you fit in? Searching a place to belong and begin. You were not meant to FIT IN, but were BORN to STAND OUT! You FIT perfectly, Beautifully, right in my Heart!

A Father’s Day Melancholy. When fathers are missing, we are missing our fathers.

HEARING THE HEART OF HEAVEN Episode 14

THE BEAUTIFUL ENTERING BROKENNESS:  God Breathing LIFE into the Broken

Jeremiah 24:7  (KJV)

7 And I will give them an heart to know me, that I am the Lord: and they shall be my people, and I will be their God: for they shall return unto me with their whole heart.

	To live Broken is to live listening to the lies of the lost. We have listened to the voices of our past. We have listened to the voices of our present. We have listened to the voices of a parent. We have listened to the lies we Believe, and now we have become Lost. We have become silently Lost in our Suffering. We have silently slipped away…from God. 

	We no longer Believe the Beautiful. We no longer Believe in our hearts. We are holding onto our only Hope. The Hope of help out. The Hope of rescue. The Hope of deliverance. The Hope of escape. The Hope of a Savior from our situation, our endless, and ongoing Suffering circumstance.

Psalm 10:14  (NIV)

14 But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted;
    you consider their grief and take it in hand.
The victims commit themselves to you;
    you are the helper of the fatherless.

	We have lost Loved ones, and we are alone, and lonely. We are Sick, and green, with grief. We have lost our way, and we have lost our will. We have lost our will to live this Life, unless it changes. Unless something becomes better. We are beaten, and battered by Brokenness itself; by our Broken Heart, by our Broken Body, by our Broken Life, by our Broken Relationships.
 
	We have Believed The Brokenness. We have been bound by Bitterness, and we have suffered the consequences of the Sins of our own Disobedience. We haven’t known them, our Sins, our Bondage, yet we have been Trapped within the turmoil, and within the Chaos of our circumstances, which somehow we have Survived so far. A perpetual trial of Temptation, and of Torment.

	The Bitterness of Broken Relationship between us. The Hatred hallowed in our Hearts, and on our streets. We have Blamed our Brothers in the Battle. We have shattered Hearts with shattered Homes. The loss of Life all around us from Violence in the Streets, from Violence all around us that is destroying Hope, bringing Chaos, and Confusion, and Death. 

	The traumas of our Tragedies, play over, and over, in our Minds’ eye. We are reminded of them again, and again. We remember them and they bring us back to the Day, the Hour, the Time, and the Place of it. We see SIN. We see EVIL. We see DEATH.

Romans 8:14-16   (KJV)

14 For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.
15 For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. 
16 The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God:

	To be Healed, Spirit, Mind, and Body, we must first be reconciled to God The Father. We must Hear the Heart of Heaven for ourselves. Listen to His Heart, My Beautiful One. It is God, The Father’s will that we be healed. He is our ultimate Healer. It is God who created us in the Beginning. It is God who Believes in YOU, as His Beautiful Believer.
 
	Because we live in a world that is filled with Evil, Humanity has a skewed, and warped perception of WHO God is. With so many Religions on the globe, and so many different perceptions of “The God who is IN CONTROL or NOT IN CONTROL,” we have a distorted picture in our minds, each different from the other. GOD IS, to each of us, whomever we BELIEVE, God to be in our own minds.

	We judge God’s character through and by our judgment of Man’s character. This is what leads us into DECEPTION, and WRONG BELIEFS about God, affecting the way we live our lives. We ALL have a different perception of God in our minds. Our image of God is shaped by our Knowledge of God, and by our experience.

	Firstly, our image of God is shaped by the Knowledge we have acquired, through the generations in our Homes, Churches, or in our Schools, within our own unique, Individual, and Diverse cultures. If we experienced rejection by people in a Church, we reject the God they profess to serve. If we were mistreated or abused by a parent or a partner who professed to Be a Believer, we stop Believing.

	If we are not received with LOVE, we reject Church, and God altogether. We are living with a Broken perception of God, because of Broken Believers. We have been shunned, and shamed, for our own Beliefs, or lack thereof. We have been shunned often, because we are not Beautiful. We are shunned because we are Broken. We are shunned just Because.

	Who is a GOD who does not Love? Who is a GOD who does not Accept, and Receive? Who is a GOD who Judges, or Condemns those who are different? This is NOT the GOD of the Bible, and this is NOT The Heart of Heaven!

Believe the Beautiful!