Rhythm of my heart

There is a human response common to us all, it is called fight or flight. It is a reflex that jump-starts us either into defense or a run in terror at the sight of danger. It is so natural; an involuntary surge of adrenaline that catapults us into voluntary action;fight or flight.

Flip over this natural response and there is another that defines why we do the things we do. There is always that one dominant thing that fires our heart into response. It is like one big overpowering magnet that deflects force from the heart.No wonder then that a strong heart deflects strength and a fearful heart sends out fear. A passionate heart deflects passion while an anxious heart oozes anxiety. Strength beats for strength. Fear beats for fear. This is the sure rhythm. Anytime.

Today, I celebrate that my heart beats for life. It is a heart full of life, and as the rhythm is sure; it is Life for life. Freedom, confidence, hope, compassion,boldness-this is life for me. It was not always so but somewhere along this winding path, the switch happened. Jesus changed the rhythm of my heart. I gave Him my life, He gave me His own. His life always inspiring an involuntary surge of ability that causes me to voluntarily do as He does. So now I live as a bond servant; glad to be under His compelling, magnetic influence. He changed the rhythm of my heart.


The fourth man in the fire

It is given, it is sure, I will never walk alone.

Up and down life’s long winding road,

In and out of the streets and corners of daily living,

Out and about the mounts and vales of my unfolding story,

I walk not alone.


I am confident because I met the great I AM

I AM says, ‘by Him, through Him and for Him I was made’

How then can I walk alone?

I carry His genes, embody His glory, evidence His blueprint for life,

Heaven is mandated to watch over me.

No matter the season, no matter the time, no matter the place, the great I AM is with me.


In the fire, it is not just me, myself and I; He is the fourth man inside.

So in this fire I walk, convinced I shall not be burned, nor shall the flame scorch me

When the enemy comes in like a flood, He lifts up a standard against him.

So I pass through the waters and He is with me,the rivers shall not overflow me.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil.

He is with me.


The fourth man in the fire is my strength, my personal bravery, my invincible army

With Him, I always win.

He makes my feet like hind’s feet; steady, strong, full of grip

With Him I do not stand still in terror but walk fearlessly on my high hills.

My mountain mover, my planet shaker, my giant slayer

He always makes a way for me.



There’s pain in surrender to God, to truth. It normally feels like I am being stripped of my sense of entitlement, my rights to think, to say, to do as I want. But who said what I want is always what I need? I have discovered the more I say NO to me and YES to Him, I find rest for my soul. I grow up in Him. Maturity.


Surrender is like a free fall from the sky, without a parachute. The pull of gravity triggers uncertainty and enough dose of adrenaline rush. It leaves you feeling you have no control. The pull is stronger than anything else. I have seen that surrendering to God may feel the same way-like I am losing control because He doesn’t always give the answers but promises that it shall be well. I want the answers in black and white, I want to know the end but He says ‘be still and know that I am God’. And when I quieten my soul within me, I experience peace. It becomes a pleasure to let go and let God, trusting His arms to hold me up. The free fall is worth it.


There’s freedom in surrender. This is the power of giving in to the call, the demand, the standard of father God. Freedom from fear; that of the unknown, of failure and of death. When the buck stops with Him and not me, I cease trying to ‘contain’ things. I let Him order my steps and for sure though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. I am free. The good shepherd is in charge. In Him all things hold together.

“I see you on the hills God, I want to be there too. Help me say yes to you.”

Lauren Holmes-Victorious in Love