Psalms In The Heart

🔥 PART II — REPENTANCE FROM LOVE When love hits the heart, it don’t sneak in soft, It cracks you wide open and lifts you aloft. It turns every scar into fuel for the climb, Every past failure into gold over time. This ain’t fear’s repentance—the trembling kind, This is fire-lit mercy rewriting the mind. Where sins don’t fade—nah, they switch their role, Mistakes become engines that chisel the soul. Creator whispers, “Child, I was there in your fall. Every stumble, each curse—I scripted them all. Not to punish the body but to widen the vein, Till My Light can pour in through the cracks of your pain.” Then the heart stops hiding behind its shield, Stops crawling backwards through broken fields. It stands up naked, trembling but true— Saying, “Everything You sent was to bring me to You.” And the sins? They don’t vanish, they   flip   their face, They become the steps that lifted your pace. The guilt that once crushed you now carries your weight, Each transgression transformed in...

Part 1 Heaven is my Witness I swore a thousand times I’d never fall back down, Said it with busted knuckles, blood on the ground. But words are cheap when the night comes fast, And the same damn thoughts keep haunting the past. I told myself, “I’m done, I’ve changed inside,” But temptation laughs when the heart still hides. Because knowing ain’t knowing, it’s just a guess, Till truth walks in and undresses the mess. Who’s gonna testify, who’s gonna swear? A witness from heaven with ink and a chair? Nah—this ain’t court, this ain’t religion’s play, It’s when the Light shows up and blows doubt away. When the face gets revealed, no shadows remain, No loopholes for ego, no room for the game. You don’t behave ‘cause you fear getting caught, You stop ‘cause you’ve   seen   what the lie has cost. That’s the testimony, carved deep in the chest, Not spoken in words, but burned in the flesh. The rescue itself seals the deal inside, No strength required, no oath, no pride. Before that mo...