BEHOLD…A Melody of Heart  By Lori Alicea

Every now and then my heart is overflowing with music, a melody for God.

With the new year just beginning a few weeks ago…
Behold…a melody of my heart…

Behold the early rising sun,
Awakes without delay.
Good morning” thru your window speaks,
A faithful kiss each day.

brown and green grass field during sunset
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Behold your eyes which open up,
As roses after sleep.
Behold and see your garden grows,
God’s beauty gift to keep.

photo of white and pink roses behind a glass with water droplets
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Behold the fragrance of perfume,
From flowers which bloom for you.
Run barefoot thru the morning fields,
Between your toes its dew.

a woman walking barefoot on the grass
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Behold the air you cannot see,
Yet feel its presence there.
Through dance recitals of the waves,
In wind which blows your hair.

sea waves under sunset
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Behold the simple touch of warm,
Filled coffee cup to hold.
Escape in thoughts to warm the heart,
Before the day unfolds.

roses and coffee cup on wooden chair
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Behold the busyness of life,
Yet for yourself, make time.
Find poetry in everyday,
Walk slow; make moments rhyme.

Behold the love you share with those,
Find gold in every name.
Oh treasure friends and family,
They keep your heart aflame.

selective focus photography of heart pendant chain link necklace
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Behold the life God gave to you,
Find joy His thought-out plan.
The pages of your book He wrote,
Before your life began.

opened book on tree root
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Behold the secrets of your heart,
Desires, He knows each one.
Delight and solely love Him first,
These things, He’ll hold back none.

beige sand with hear engrave
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Behold the seasons which you live,
Spring, summer, winter, fall.
Those seasons you don’t understand,
Fear not, God’s in them all.

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Behold your calendar of days,
Take note and number each.
A vapor is the sum of them,
Your generations reach.

love winter luck calendar
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Behold what eyes they cannot see,
Your stories yet untold.
Though God would say, “Prepare for them”,
Reach out your hand, behold.

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OUT FROM NOWHERE  By Lori A Alicea

God is always speaking.

God’s voice leaps off the pages from His written Word.
God’s words are echoed through the beauty of nature.
God’s thoughts are heard as an impression placed on our heart.
Our loving Father even speaks in an audible voice.

But we must be willing to listen…
In a posture of stillness…
In a state of patience…
In a intimate time to receive.

Yes, our God is always speaking.

My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me.
John 10:27 (KJV)

While travelling down a country road one summer morning with my husband, this cornfield caught our attention, though a familiar sight in the state we reside.

We pulled off to the side of the road and realized God was delivering a small sermon from the fields of this outdoor church.

Facing the first few rows from where God spoke, we sat in
Stillness from the church pews of nature’s sanctuary, to catch a message from the canvas’ He taught from.

Listen in on God’s sermon already in progress…

Out from nowhere there it is.

Attitudes we believed we had buried…
Fears we thought we could hide…
Disappointments kept to our self…
Worries we wrestle with in the dark…

And yet…

The fields of our lives are an open field
To those seeds we have yet to surrender to God.

Seeds which germinate and reproduce each planting season until our Father is granted permission to plow up the ground of our heart and cultivate a new thing.

Behold, I will do a new thing;
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall ye not know it?
….
Isaiah 43:19 (KJV)FIELDS OF ATTITUDE

Out from nowhere there it is.

Those dreams you sowed in seasons of yesterday…
Dreams you dared to have dreamed…
Dreams between you and God that seemed to bear no fruit…
Dreams still waiting their turn for a harvest…

And yet…

God says, “Look out at the fields for which you’ve planted.”

The roots of your faith have watered those dreams and kept them alive even when the seeds of your dreams appear to lay dormant.”

Yet are springing forth…

Be confident in me…

Behold, I will do a new thing;
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall ye not know it?

Isaiah 43:19 (KJV)

For with God nothing shall be impossible.
Luke 1:37 (KJV)FIELDS OF DREAMS

Out from nowhere there it is.

In the distance you barely recognize the crops your garden grows…

From far away, unknown hands have been cultivating and preparing fertile soil for you to receive, to be fruitful in the things of God, planting this heritage from generation to generation on their knees and watering in tears those…

Fervent prayers from your parents…
Prayers of God’s promises from your grandparents…

Don’t you see the answered petitions of the generations springing forth?

Behold, I will do a new thing;
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall ye not know it?

Isaiah 43:19 (KJV)

One generation commends your works to another;
They tell of your mighty acts.
Psalms 145:4 (NIV)FIELDS OF THE GENERATION

Out from nowhere there it is.

Don’t you see it?

A picture of fruitfulness…

When we die to ourselves daily…
Death to our attitudes…
Death to our fears…
Death to disappointments and worries.
Dying to self that Christ can live and be fruitful in us…

Through our dreams He has dreamed for us…

Through the seeds of promise we plant and water for the next generation…

unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone;
But if it dies, it bears much fruit…
John 12:24 (ESV)

Behold, I will do a new thing;
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall ye not know it?

Isaiah 43:19 (KJV)

FIELDS WHO YOU ARE TO BECOME