Was pondering on my heart, and what MY and I know for all of us hearts can be at times, was just trying to be REAL, not that rude real talk, but the relevant one, where I can be able to minister to you wherever your at, and not be so far off that you think I don’t understand and ignore the reality of the christian walk, so I wrote this to those who refuse to come out of that place of darkness, who have issues with their own heart etc. and I wrote it for myself, yes myself, its my way of releasing myself to God, its a testimony, its a prayer, its an outpouring of a cry from a young man’s heart. ENJOY!
I have a heart
That really knows it should love God, does genuinely want to love God,
Yet deep down its a got a thing against a brother,
The bible calls it hatred,
Tells me i don’t love God, furthermore I never knew him
I have a heart
That grieves when it stands and observes,
And sees the foolishness of this generation,
Lost, wilfully and unknowingly sinning against God of all,
it breaks and ponders on Grace, that it is only by the grace of God that im not in the same place
I have a heart
That gives up quickly when the results of prayer aren’t bang bang bang
It;s impatient
It shows itself to be one thing to fellow brothers and sisters
But in the closet
His only prayers is tears upon tears,
Because its fronting to be something that it really isn’t
Falsehood kills, everything in darkness will be brought to light,
It fears, instead of being liberated in His presence,
Its soo messed up, that it only sees God as a judge and never a Father
Who’s heart is that I have died for you and risen, that your sin may be paid for and you may live a new life
It doesn’t believe, so deception keeps it bound and lost
I have a heart
That sought to really to seek God for couple weeks,
Be set apart, consecrate itself before him,
But failed continuously,
For lack of guarding the heart and letting the issues of life take over me,
Making vows/commitments without really counting the cost,
Without really putting my WHOLE heart into, only the part that was hurting,
Wanted a Hurt-removal God, not the King of kings who wanted everything,
To scared to be vulnerable before the one, who thoughts to me were ONLY of Good,
But because i couldn’t fathom him, because I wasn’t comfortable being naked before someone I don’t really know,
I refrained and held back,
Evidently and eventually killing myself, for I kept myself away from the only real true HEALER,
I have a heart,
And I want it to really love God,
I want it to be sold out,
Not caring for the opinons of men,
Fearing no-one but Him,
Its ONLY goal to Please Him,
To love him more than my favourite worship album,
To tarry with him more than I do in the cinema or in front of the TV,
To be completely overwhelm with His love,
understanding that his commands are NOT burdensome, But are a delight,
For in Him do I really found freedom,
Am really loved by him unconditionally, I only love because He FIRST loved me
I have a heart
One day its sold out to God, A living Apostle Paul,
Tomorrow can’t be bothered, a breathing Judas!
Torn into between two agendas, myself and Gods
Loves to gives turn,
Not fully surrendered,
Doesn’t care when confronted,
It says “you dont know my heart” or “I know what im doing” or “I’m ina place”
I have a heart,
that UNDERSTANDS,
But doesn’t APPLY AND LIVE,
Ahh, knowledge, its killing my heart,
Because I accustom all the knowledge,
Yet if not conceive in my heart,
It worketh against me, its a standard I cannot live because my heart ain’t in it,
LOVE is not there, only LUST,
Lust being only there to get what I want,
But never there to lay down my life as he did,
Once again, focused on me, me, me
Not Him.
I have a heart,
In need of a transplant,
I need His for mine,
Cause my is defiled, stained and sinful,
His is righteous, pure and filled with love,
His heart is REAL LIFE,
And yeah I need real life, I want real life,
I want his heart.
I have a heart
that claims to know the truth, the light, freedom and love
Yet sit nexts to a person on the bus,
Who is bound, locked up in sin, blind, deaf, numb,
Yet doesn’t say anything, too scared,
Thinking the person really doesn’t care,
But if you go down to the depth of its heart and lay it bare.
you will see the void and space left for the God who really cares.
I have a heart Lord,
And its the seat of my life,
But i’ve come to realise I need yours to survive.
May my heart be likes yours,
Broken with what breaks yours,
Loves what yours loves,
One in you LORD,
My heart completely yours.
Here is my heart,
You can have it all….
Brother A. 2010 © All Rights Reserved. Feel Free to duplicate this writing as long as you provide this copyright notice and not distort or change it in any way. (A Cry from a Young Man’s Heart)