Hang on to Love – NOT Them​

Hang on to Love – NOT Them

The post you’re about to read stems from my dear friend saying to me: “How can you stand it now that Hannah’s gone to school?” I clearly replied, “I CAN’T”!!!

The LORD showed me I CAN, along with giving me clarity in my heart, mind, body and soul. My heart is NOT as broken as I thought and now my heart rejoices for HE (Our LORD) showed me years’ worth of joy in me loving from the depths of my heart. I have that dear friend to thank, she was a loving precursor to a very clear meaning to having pure love in my heart.

At times you will hear someone say, “they left without a trace”.

I can’t say that. I simply can’t say that any of my Children left without a trace!

There’s many traces left on my heart, mind and emotions as if they were fingerprints left by genuine love. Traces and fingerprints from loving babies, children, pre-teens, teens, young adults and yes adults; which as a end result generates a love for life.

To me the cries of a baby is “music of love” put into breathing and living through the heart of a child; when I heard the cries of my babies I always wondered what they were saying, oh sure we basically know as parents what is needed but to think that in their own language they’re talking! It may be inarticulate sounds, but when a baby cries to you it’s because they feel safe and loved by you. That is a trace of the love I gave to them and in return they left their heart’s fingerprints on my heart.

I live in a five bedroom home, my children, my husband and I filled that home with the help of other people’s children who needed a place to stay. I loved the noise, it left many everlasting traces. I loved the laughter, oh how that’ll leave traces and fingerprints on your heart. I lived for my Cherubs/Children to say or show signs and signals of “I love you”, my heart sang from it each time they deposited their heart’s fingerprints within the deepest depth of my heart. Having my family was my goal, my air that enabled me to breathe, to function and yes to give me the spirited vigor to take one more step and breathe one more breath.

Love Heals

I remember the time when I had something traumatic happen in my life and while getting ready for work my eldest who at the time was 2 or 3 years of age, noticed the tears flowing down my face as I was attempting to apply my makeup. She walked over to me gently rubbing my arm reassuring me how everything will be alright simultaneously expressing her love for me. I asked, “Baby, are you rubbing Mommy?” It made my heart leap forward into a state of reassurance and confidence for facing the rough time I had been experiencing. My heart rejoiced from the revelation I witnessed, because I knew from that moment on how “healing” love can be in any crisis.

Baby-Rubbings

From that moment on I had coined the expression “baby-rubbings” for my family; for us to give each other who might be crying, under stress, feeling down, hurt or just simply giving a loving jester. I always taught my Cherubs or anyone else’s children who passed through my life that leaving loving fingerprints on someone’s heart is everlasting.

We gave Baby-Rubbings on the shoulder or arm; the shoulder and arm are related to pain indicating a signal that one’s heart is under attack. I saw my broken and hurting heart heal with the original “Baby-Rubbings” so I knew it was the LORD showing me the very place it was meant for a healing which would lead to putting fingerprints and traces on a heart.

Traces and or fingerprints

Traces and fingerprints are markings that survive everything, be sure of that.

When you love, it leaves traces and fingerprints that at times “one” has to dig to find them. They can definitely have soil on them, i.e. hurt, hate, anger, I’m sure you understand what I mean.

Have you ever watched a crime show? They have to dust the fingerprints to clean and create clarity. At times, we’ll find that the original state of love given to us can be soiled and or ruined, leaving it lacking cleanliness (purity), and or clarity, making it unidentifiable from it’s original state. If it’s handled properly, it can be cleaned, dusted off to give it life and clarity again with total restoration.

Try to cover a bloomed flower with soil. That richly colored bloom along with its distinctly colored green stem will soon suffocate from the soil and lack of air only to lose its vibrancy in both color and life. If you uncover it, clean it off it will restore itself to blossom and live on. Quite the metaphor for the truth found in love!

I see traces and I feel fingerprints!

So now we have an empty home, not a house, a home. I see traces of “pure love” from having my Cherubs, it’s in every nook and cranny. I can remember through the “eyes of my heart” and the Grace of GOD ALMIGHTY many years of giving deep love and yes Baby-Rubbings to my family that will leave a lifetime of fingerprints on their hearts along with many wonderful traces in their life.

Their gone to live their lives

Yup, they’re gone! All 5!!!
But, I hope you realize the most important thing; LOVE LIVES FOREVER.

And I praise GOD IN THE HIGHEST for that, GOD HIMSELF felt grief when separated from HIS SON, but HE gave us that “purified-cleaned up” love through the crucifixion on the Cross at Calvary, (or if you will, Golgotha). The LOVE that beams from GOD is so unconditional, fulfilling and everlasting that it IS a true gift. And within this gift you’ll find triggers that show each of us traces of a powerful definition of love and the reassurance of HIS Fingerprints on our hearts for healing, rejuvenation, clarity and hope. And for that I’m grateful

Love to All~