Changer de Le Coeur

So here I am in this remained state, stagnant and ready to abate at all cost
I must escape as there is need to be free
real and verite
A constant stream of disappointment and redemption
And yet again I am saved
By Grace
For His namesake

Even in the midst of this concentration
Meditation and prayer for the Above
Crying and hurt
Tears and dirt
I decided to make a change of heart

You see a change is a choice
Salvation is a matter of acceptance
Love is an action
And a decision is not just a moment for failure
But space to renew

So I've decided to live in His renewal
Marinate in the transformation of my mind
Let it be his good and perfect will
Not mine

May yours be mine and mine be yours

No more is there heartache and heartbreak
Because to mend it is a choice

Bondage is not just an involuntary entrapment
It is the comfort zone of my iniquity
and fear
and independence
and lust
and unforgiveness

Bondage is where I used to be until I had a
Change of heart
I said today is my new day
As every day is a vessel for the new dew
that is in the morning

My morning has come
And joy is overrunning
Spilling into my being

Contentment
My heart is no longer blue
but red with the pumping of my innards
my inner being
my soul

My heart is yellow, the glow of sunshine
It is wet with the rain of a new spring
A new beginning

Nothing can stop me now

This is just some spewing of the mind. I woke up this morning and didn't even know I was gonna make the change of heart. You see, a post ago, I was wallowing in my state of disappointment and frustration. And a friend told me something that I didn't want to accept much less implement. She talked about contentment, something I'm not sure I've every truly known. I said a prayer and relaxed into HIS word. And the vomitting from my mouth and spirit was not of heartache, but of a desire for renewal and to be set free from myself.

It was a scary hour, but because of se changer de le coeur, I see a newness that I've always wanted but was too afraid to seek. I see a newness that is of new wine, no longer torn and easily broken.

Take it from me, change is a matter of choice. All too often we decide to remain in bondage and claim the bondage as a stronghold against our will. Some of these times we like to remain slaves to ourselves. That was me. That still is me. But I've decided to begin se change de le coeur and let it be free. I can let my heart be black and blue anymore.

She needs to heal.