And I was taught that the characteristics of living things were MR NIGER D or MR NIGER LAC at times
So one of the attributes of my living is to die, but when we are not getting enough from the full bucket of grace we sing for the Spirit to fill our cups only so we can live how we want and in the end we just kick the bucket, and return to dirt.

Pardon me, but how ironic is it that you have been made to believe that the characteristic of an actual living thing is death?. So you lack a life span because when you try to fight with good intentions and it seems hard you just quit after all if you can’t beat them all you have to do is join in, am not a weakling it’s called adaptation, so if we compete through life then I am done with all my duties on earth as a man and my mission is finally complete.
No, but this is war, really are we ready?

Like a Spartan soldier whose only occupation is awoh!!! With hands clenched and fists hitting the air as we charge towards the foes fearless cos a whosoever loses his life will find it, no we drop our shields and break battle formation, no more shoulders to carry each others’ weight, swords dropping as we point accusing fingers at the man on the fore front when he backslides and falls to the floor, forgetting that a careless knight, I mean an usher allowed a demon to walk right through the door and I wonder who is actually losing.

We’re always toiling aimlessly like peter to catch a fish or two not minding who gets caught right in the middle of what we do, so it ends up being all about ourselves letting this selfishness destroy the closest brother and it wouldn’t bother us because we still feel spiritual and our level of spirituality is now measured in the SI unit of frowns per seconds forgetting that our encouragements and a minute smile might be all the weak soldier needs for getting back to his stand, getting the whole body back to its standing position and you wonder why the church is constantly falling.

The church is a whole body but if the sister who is supposed to be the legs feels irrelevant b’cos the hearts and the heads are stuffing her with his incapability to pump blood and think things through, they simply call her childish and always telling her what to do then they end up leaving the whole body crippled when the leg gets hurt and walks away, forgetting that Christ saved her for a purpose and if the legs hasn’t been trying to make you grow toe nails then why must you pressure her to go through in a short time with things that have taken you over a long period to finally learn to do?

This is war, are you ready?

I mean when will you get tired of these little demons controlling and using you to milk a fellow soldier dry just when they are so close to their peak? Picking on them like they were pearl stones on the sea shore, if only you can think and take the time to look closely you will find see their worth and realize that there is something needed for this whole body to grow that is found in him and though you always seem to be at your peak, it’s still not in you.
It’s almost too funny when even so unconsciously all we advertise is our church and it bothers me because I used to think we are all supposed to be a body so why doesn’t it hurt me so much when another denomination is being hammered on all sides with knees bowing, used to believe we were supposed to have joint pains, but not at such, I can relax because I do not want trouble with the devil and by the way, the attack is really not on my church, cowards when will we realize that this is war?

And life is a long time feud between light and darkness, so in whatever you do, remember that you are a part of this fight, just as my parents rejoiced when they brought me into this world with smiles and against my will I became their child, we still fail to realize that if we do or do not get involved in this battle it will only weaken the armies on our own part, I mean the ship is already sinking, when will this message sink in? and don’t say you do not want to get on the devil’s bad side because as long as bad sides go, if you are not fighting against him he is already sitting comfortably on you.

So I am not prepared to rest or blink for I am a soldier, my weakest point is my comfort zone and I hope my message has been passed, for those not truly fighting for Christ you are already losing, but there is a call to join the troop, leave those things holding you back behind b’cos after I made a choice to make Him my ultimate search, I joined the right clique dropping down choice boxes to select from and I scrolled through just to click right and now, after passing through many fires I came out golder than gold you can call me the ultimate man, cos I finally found Him.

Please pick up your shields lets stand shoulder to shoulder. You wouldn’t want me to take my clothes off so you can see my spiritual body cos I have been scarred all over and it’s now more of an eye saw but even if I will perish, I will die fighting. That is why am counting on you, you and you to keep me alive a little longer because if you join in and spread the attacks we will all survive this island called earth in one piece and we will not be the puns, but the knights, queens and kings putting the foes on checkmate and I know, that haven been ship wrecked here on earth with no way home behind and foes before us, you now get the message, I can see your hearts, this is W.A.R. and We Are Ready!