© trulysincerelyy

my childhood has come and gone but that inner child in us all still remains. and we are to put away childish things as we grow into adulthood but one thing does remain is that child like spirit. At times, i become like a child in my born again walk. I'm crawling trying to walk and i am always crying out with my arms stretched out, wanting my father to pick me up but he's like, okay, it's time that you learn to walk this faith out on your own, my daughter. But I don't feel ready. I don't know what I'm doing. No one around me has shown me how to do this but the LORD constantly reiterates to me: "I am with you". Then reminding me that since he is with me, who can be against me? That since he is with me, all things are possible.  The Holy spirit is turning my attention to who I need to learn from.  The Holy spirit has been teaching me how to study the word. I couldn't possibly understand the things of the spirit without the spirit guiding me. God first...

i have always been a lover of music. from the sound of music, down to the lyrics, especially the lyrics. i've studied because we study what we love, right? well although i have done away with secular music and only will fill my spirit with praise and worship music, there are still certain secular songs that have gospel inspired lyrics and sounds that i will come back and revisit for nostalgic purposes. black music specifically originates from the church but we've come so far away from that. Notice how much the church actually influences the culture but we tend to think it's the other way around. Not so. God is the creator and the devil of this world is the imitator. Forgive me,  Let me get back on topic.  I know that no matter how much the world attempts to leave God out the equation, he will always reveal his glory in the midst, he is in everything and he is everywhere. i recently realized many secular love songs, happen to have scripture inspired lyrics. I like to call it...

unlikely transformations, righteous manifestations the once downtrodden is now on the rise for elevation. the overworked and underpaid gets a raise and is rightfully promoted. healing hands to fix everything that was ever broken. breathe life into every good word spoken. for every night spent weeping comes with double joy in the morning. © trulysincerelyy written in March of 2022.

I'll keep you. I'll hide you, so they can't seek you.  I'll put you up so high,  for they can't reach you.  And once we cross paths. no, you won't fall for me.  You'll stand for me.You'll move through me. You'll reach for me and I'll take your hand... Yes, i'll follow your lead. I'll trust and believe  you'd love us so much you'd take us where we need to be.  I write you into existence. I speak a word of love to you  in the space between us, from a distance. With all of my heart I have reserved for you,  In my waiting, I vow to be humble,  while fulfilling my individual purpose.  so that i can be presented to you whole  and remain faithful in my works.  I’ll watch for the signs and wonders. the sounds of wedding bells and the whistle of the wind. seasons changing faces, divine placements, preparations  and arrangements.  the ready bride for the groom,  comes at an hour no one assumes.  she preserves her oil ...

So, you’ve had a bad day and can’t find anything good to say because every time you run, you trip and fall on your face and all those outside voices in that moment, may seem true but just know that you can’t believe every word spoken over you. The greatest gift anyone could ever give is truth,  may the word of GOD strengthen you .   Fragile yet full of promise. Finish what you started. The LORD is near to the broken hearted. Faith is a muscle made strong when the suffering is made long. Instruction, encouragement and wisdom and songs, words of power and transformation. The words of this world are foolish vanities, the emptiest calories one can consume, but the bread of life keeps you full, leaving no room. So, whenever you feel weakened and depleted, you hunger or thirst,   may the word of GOD strengthen you .   When you speak, speak a word wrapped in love with a bow of encouragement. Don’t wait for a special occasion or a time of celebration, do it when you see a ne...

they want what they fail to give. They drink but they never pour. They say it but won’t show it. They discover but won’t explore. They leave you wanting more. Intimacy is limited starting and stopping at the skin. Halfway is the lover who expects you to knock but won't you let in. Half-way lover, is it true that you wish to experience love in all of its fullness? Halfway is the wrong way, sometimes the long way but you must meet love where it is at. Love remains even where there is a lack. Love may inconvenience you and interrupt the flow while you are all settled but little do you know, the water in this river has the healing to quench the thirst for your wounded vessel. Love is not a race, you don’t need to get there first, just be present. Put your whole heart in it. Immersed. Even if it all takes you back to the beginning, a whole new world, love will keep the planet spinning.  Halfway won’t save you. There is no place halfway can take you. If     you don’t stand for ...

A man who knows the value of his words, k nows his worth. He speaks the truth that no one has heard. His baritone captures the attention of all like him, women and children. His authority is evident over the majority,  yet he is humble before God. Not afraid to use his hands.  He will lift his voice on command, to use his words to speak a blessing over the land. A woman who knows the value of her words,  knows her worth. She only speaks about what she knows, not what she’s heard. Her words flow like water. pouring  encouragement onto  the wilting flowers afraid to bloom. Whatsoever she speaks is the seed that she sows. Whatsoever she reaps is the favor she bestows.  Hearts glow so bright,  lost ones can see at night. Before she speaks once, she thinks twice. So that she only speaks life.                                               ...

who knew the wilting flower  could transform into an oak tree.  her seed didn't grow into what they hoped it would be, cause what bloomed proved that her roots run deep. her love calms turbulent seas. her love rebukes chaos and establishes peace. her love sings..a song of hope to the birds and bees. her love is what the long lost men seek. her love lives far off but yet still within reach. her love is what you find, cherish and keep.                                                                             © trulysincerelyy

 Joel chapter 2. The day of the LORD is great and very terrible. The LORD will rescue, renew and restore. "And ye shall know that I am in the midst. That I am the LORD your GOD and none else and my people shall never be ashamed." (verse 27) The LORD will pour out his spirit upon all flesh. (verse 28) Let the weak say: I am strong. (verse 10) 

Love is easy when it's convenient, when it's accommodating, when it spoils you rotten. oh love is easy when it's beautiful. but what about the ugliness in long suffering?  The true test of faith is when plans are delayed,  when love is mundane. same thing, all day, every day  feeling trapped in a cage,  in a rage. have you ever had everything you ever longed for  perfectly placed right in front of your face?  Remember when you were rescued? That was love that carried you on its back, helping you escape from your enemy's attack.  I may stray away and roam but truth be told, there's no place like home  that's what you call good bones. such an honor and pleasure to explore more of love's open door. If some loving is what you came for,  get ready for some more. My love for you is too much to measure.  I downplay it just a bit to unload the pressure.  love is strong enough, to lift you up and hold you down.  It draws you near to dis...

As the wind blows with great force,  the truth will stand solid. Attached to its roots.  Strong like an oak tree, it cannot be moved.  A lie can be blown away by the slightest breeze.  rolling around from town to town, like a tumbleweed because inside, it's hollow, empty.  With no ground to stand on, no legs to walk with,  it needs someone to tell it. That tumbleweed wants,  it needs for everyone to believe that it can defeat the oak tree.                                            © trulysincerelyy

before i could ever understand. that i would rest in the palm of your hand. you never balled your fist. you’re the only reason i exist. you could have crushed me but you loved me.i ran away from home discontent with the holiness. into a crowded world and yet was met with loneliness. nothing ever filled the void, my spirit was willing but my flesh would avoid. i wasn’t ready, i wasn’t worthy.  shame became the name of the game. but the night i stopped playing, i prayed for rain. wash me. fill my cup. i once settled for lust and didn’t feel the touch, no wonder it was never enough. on the floor, ready to give it all up. but it was HE who heard my cry. who felt my despair. and he revealed to his prodigal daughter, for it was time for her to return back to her loving father.“welcome back home, for i’ve been with you all along, despite how you felt, my child, you were never alone.” i bowed at his feet and covered my face, realizing his grace followed me for all of my days.    ...

You don't know the cost of my praise. 

 just lift your hands and say: " I know that I can make it. I know that I can stand. No matter what may come my way, Yahweh, my life is in your hands." 

There is evidence of truth in the living word found in every intricate detail of creation. Just because you don’t notice it, doesn’t mean it isn’t there. Look closer, look again. You may not see the wind but you feel it. You cannot deny the relief a cool breeze brings in the midst of summer heat, so why do we deny the presence of the LORD? If only we’d just pay attention. Stop talking and listen. Flee from distractions, stop becoming distraction’s and seek to be renewed in the mind, it is then you’ll take notice of what you’ve seen before but this time, in detail for the very first time.There is nothing that catches my eye more than his glory when it passes me by and I instinctively follow behind to catch a gaze. to get at arms reach and sun kisses by the rays. Hoping to capture pieces of his goodness in a bottle. Collecting proof and sharing the good news. Preservation is a display of my dedication. Surrender is my gesture of love. Anything for the glory. Absolutely anything.  Bre...

because sometimes knowing is too much. because knowledge does not cure the affliction. sometimes it’s salt on the wound but if used righteously, may it strengthen you. the more you know, the more God holds you accountable. because sometimes knowing is a lonely road.     nobody walks with you. nobody will talk to you. nobody is interested. nobody believes you. nobody will listen, until they see it for themselves.   wisdom is always seeking the simple because simple is less pressure on the mental. knowing things you can’t control is a stronghold, no one knows how to let go. could this be why adam and eve were forbidden from consuming the knowledge from the tree? because what came from it, only God himself could handle it, he loved us so, to protect us, not to restrict us. but the enemy made us believe the opposite and now it all falls down, sure as the tower of babel came tumbling to the ground. confusion was allowed to humble the proud. the God above us all quiets the loud...

"Wonderful, glorious (holy and righteous) Oh, victorious, conqueror, triumphant, and mighty Healer, deliverer, shield, and defense. Strong tower and my best friend. Omnipotent, omnipresent, soon-coming King Alpha, omega, Lord of everything!"

every season the playlist switches up accoring to what my soul longs to hear. accoridng to what the LORD is speaking to me. this song is currently on repeat. i’m so in love with this song. it’s pure love we lift you HIGH, Yahweh. Awesome worship song from start to finish. So good.

thats when God turns it around and around and around!

           song: you are the living word - fred hammond 

was the word. God created the heavens and the earth with just his words. he spoke it and it was. his words come to life before our very eyes. don’t know why it continues to amaze me that there’s always scripture that reflects my exact thoughts, feelings and situation. the LIVING word. The word became flesh and dwelt among us. Jesus the Christ.  (genesis 1) & (john 1)  the bible has a lot of alignment, synchronicity , repeated messages, things that seem to connect, in fact i believe it’s all connected. but the devil of course mimics and copies and confuses us to throw us off track but God is in control. For the word of God is alive and powerful. It is sharper than the sharpest two-edged sword, cutting between soul and spirit, between joint and marrow. It exposes our innermost thoughts and desires. Nothing in all creation is hidden from God. Everything is naked and exposed before his eyes, and he is the one to whom we are accountable. (Hebrews 4:12-13)

I've always felt like an island. An isolated, body of land surrounded by a vast body of water. That the world only accepts from a distance but can't quite figure out its meaning for existence. My heart desires to connect with other islands  to become the continent that I know that we all could be.  Making traveling for man done easily. The gulf between the high life and my life. Perhaps intentional to make a clear distinction. Awaiting the good morning of tomorrow. The horizontal glow rises, vertically. All created so beautifully, purposely. © trulysincerelyy 

i wrote a poem titled “i could kiss you forever” but it’s personal. too personal. and it’s not about sex but intimacy. being so close the two become one. another poem inspired by the song of solomon. 

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘥. 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺? 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘰. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰. 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥...

if you cannot love her. let her be.  if you cannot have him, wish him peace. 

i hope you find everything you need to learn  and come back to tell.   i  pray you find the lock and key. the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.  after the hurricane, the stirring pain,  that tried to destroy everything near  and dear to your spirit, it may appeal to you so,  but you don't dare come near it.  you watch but don't participate, it doesn't have to be that way.  don't give up before you try a million times.  in the blink of an eye, none can deny,  the deeper the sigh,  is a sure sign of the need for supply. you're my saving grace.  my living proof. i'm afraid i may take too long to heal  and lose the sight of you.  if you were to slip out of my hands  like sand,  i swear i'll count every grain  until i find you again .   i met you longing for forever, could you still love me  while I'm putting myself back together?  look me in my eyes and tell me the truth,  can ...

she’s not wise in her own eyes.   she’s wise because of what she holds inside. precious as a gem but she’s bold inside. she stands for what’s right.  she submits, she glides, her love truly satisfies; her tree supplies, her fruit delights.  before she speaks once, she thinks twice,  so that she only speaks life.  wisdom is her name, hold her tightly, greet her with kisses and more importantly don’t let her go.

stand for love. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰    𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵. 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

but he wants us to know. the question is are we are willing to receive? As a small child, God gave me a dream that never left me. That dream confirmed Gods existence, it was terrifying but beautiful. The details of the dream will remain between me and the LORD for now but i will say that i believe it was the first time he showed me a glimpse of his glory. Why that tender age and why do i still remember every detail of the dream, being that it well over 20 years ago? I remain in awe, only a dream from the eternal, the almighty, the divine, the most high could stay on my mind after all this time. it lingers on. like fragrant oil penetrated in my pores. the impression is evidence of the divine source. it’s as if the older i get, the more i revisit the dream. Just waiting for the true revelation. I do believe one of the messages of the dream was to be watchful. Pay attention. That he is very present and in the midst of it all. That if i kept my eyes on him, no matter what it looks like aro...

  𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵. 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵. 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘪𝘵. 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦,𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴.                                              © truly.sincerelyy 

in this season, people’s hearts are being  tried and tested. there is stirring up happening to reveal what a person is really about.  people talk a good game but who stands when the ground shakes? enough telling me you love me, show me. if you want to help, then do it. don’t offer your words if you don’t mean them. because who asked?  just be genuine in all you do. you owe it to yourself more importantly, God honors it.  there is no confusion when you truly have good intentions. what’s in your heart, you’ll speaks and you’ll show it. it will be written all over your face. it’s clear and stated when communicated. and it’s felt and received.  yet there seems to be much ambiguity when it comes to matters of the heart. when people say they love you, wish you well but in subtle actions, make you feel otherwise. well is it me or you? am i crazy or are you being withholding something?  May God be the one to reveal the truth in time.   my love is too real...