TheListeningHeart

What was once stolen is being restored. Grace is meeting justice, and God is reestablishing your foundations with double recompense. What the enemy plundered, God will multiply.

-Isaiah 61:7

3 months ago | [YT] | 0

TheListeningHeart

“Sun-kissed when his face shine upon me”

I am sun-kissed by the presence of God. His face shines upon me with grace, favor, and peace. Everywhere I go, His countenance covers me, His blessing surrounds me, and His light rests on me. Glory be to God.

Numbers 6: 24-26

4 months ago | [YT] | 0

TheListeningHeart

If you look beyond the names and forms,
You’ll feel what can’t be named—
The tremble in the silence,
The fire in the rain.

It’s not the nouns that hold the truth,
But the colors left behind—
If you stop to hear the quiet,
You’ll know the adjectives of the mind.

7 months ago | [YT] | 0

TheListeningHeart

This morning, I stepped out back, just to let the dogs out—
Their usual routine, the rain soft on my skin.
But something was different.
Right there in the earth, I saw it—a shift,
A hollow forming like a foreman had been working overnight.
And I thought, “That looks like a landslide.”

Then I heard it—Euphrates River.

Strange, because right beside that growing hollow
Was a stream, a puddle, but wide and flowing like a river—
Full. Alive. Overflowing.
Yet everything around it was dry—barren—scarce.
One side, soaked and rushing.
The other, cracked and thirsty.

At first, the hole was just earth moving.
Then water began to rise inside it—
A quiet pool collecting in the center of disruption.
Now the message is clear:

A landslide is coming.

But not just of dirt and stone—
A landslide of shortage, of drought, of scarcity.
A landslide of dried-up dreams and dwindling options.
Provision cut short. Favor withdrawn.

The enemies—you know the ones—
They’re about to taste the wilderness.

The ones who once had abundance
Will now know the ache of not enough.
The ones who mocked your need
Will thirst in dry places.

But you—
You are about to walk into overflow.
Surplus. Outpour.
Living water, provision unending.

You, the one who felt last—
Will be first.
You, the one overlooked—
Will bloom like a well-watered garden.
The rain is for you.
The river is for you.
The landslide isn’t your downfall—
It’s their reckoning.

And I can't help but feel—
This vision… this moment…
It’s not just symbolic.
It’s connected to the Euphrates.
Maybe it’s prophetic.
Maybe it’s unfolding.

But it’s real.
And I saw it
Right in my backyard.

7 months ago | [YT] | 0

TheListeningHeart

How often has desire outpaced our faith,
Testing the threads of patience we wove in grace?
My mother would whisper, soft but wise,
"Don’t yearn for stars beyond your skies."

She knew the ache of wanting too much,
Of chasing dreams we’d never touch.
For some wishes bloom just to fade,
Not all hearts get what they prayed.

9 months ago (edited) | [YT] | 0