Hello, My name is Niel and these are the ChristaPoet Freestyle Sessions. This year, ChristaPoet wants to give you a special perspective to our freestyles. At first, some of these poems were published as stand-alone pieces. But in actuality, each poem is an untitled part of a freestyle session. Each freestyle session is given a topic for the poems to address.


Today, the topic should be “Bearish moments with God”. This article is dedicated to the times when I would put out a topic and no one, sometimes including myself would write on it. I would normally feel kinda bad.

For example, July 16th, 2021, at 10:58 AM; I declared the topic “Responsibility”


And at 11:11 am, I wrote:

Woke from my slumber, no it wasn’t a party


Woke since this ember, so twas the Father that lit me
Wow, call the members of the Body he bears with
What could be the purpose of a purr posing at me


Like iz me that should walk
On the waters of course
I resay what he says
Make the best of the worst




Res…ornate with the truth
His conduct will result
Make disciples and be
Work my spiritual glutes



But no one wrote back.


It was just that kinda day.


On the 6th of August, this happened again. Topic was “Relationship”, yet no one…


The next day, 7th of August, I wrote at 5:07pm


Fire in my eyes, Water on lips
I get low on highs, But I let The Lord eclipse
And I’ve learned not to bless in human cursive
What’s related to success’s successes is relative


New singles cooking, tell the Nerd to turn it all up
I would get conceited but I pray too much to mess up
Feeling like Paul except hebrews more disciples than me
God got babies I’m a nanny and the job is paying
Z why I’m peeps all over Lagos if they’re saved
Fire in a rain storm
Burning all your doubts
Argument and miracles, pick your court
But we don’t play, we make sure while they make mouth


What’s the line between dinner and a dead man
The hope that won time by creating it
Call the one name won names in him
Saturated God-ness The Reason and the Risen


But it wasn’t until the following day, 8th of August that Godswill and Zoe Ziva.


4:08 PM, Godswill wrote:


I have seen God work words into wielding swords
How he bends thoughts to elemental awe
Creator Original causing courses that confounds clarity




I am witness to million miracles happening within seconds
Mighty demonstrations of power hidden from human vision
I am one of 7 billion distinct wonders
Travelling on an inexplicably perfect positioned planet

Forget it joor
God is awemany


And he did not stop:

Love toh sure
You can always bank on it
Perfect, present, pleasing, personal and poise
Love that exists to ensure eternal exemption from wrath
Giving, glorious, graceful and gracious
Love that loves us into loving
Tender, thorough, true and trustworthy

Chayeee




I joined in at 4:43 PM:


Testy testimonials testifying to tasting fire
Tess or Tracy, the test is changing text to power
Trace back to the prophets and testimonies older
I’ve been with the bandwidth of routers that avoided God
Still he found ignoring hypocrisy absurd
The soldiers want a soldier made out of the broken hearted
But my God is still turning dead shit into Harpic



At 6:21 PM, Godswill took back the microphone:


Prince of Peace that passes all understanding
Cos we shouldn’t be in the valley smiling but check who’s riding with us
I’ve got Shepherd vibes all around me, my victory is unforced
God is creator and life to me
Sustainer and I rely on him
Father and guide to him
Lover so reckless, he died for me


And he went on: What a saviour
Seizing sons off Satan’s sinful sizzle
What a judge
Justly he justifies us as just men through Jesus
What a daddy
Daily dishing doses of divinity to delivered deviants
What a God



At 7:14 PM, the Abuja princess Zoe Ziva jumped into the fray:



The One whose throne has emerald circled, whose throne can never be overthrown


Whose voice makes the thunder shiver, clapping in awe and awesome wonder

The one whose whisper is as soft petals kissing the layers of my skin, still His voice is like music harmonizing – a beautiful symphony.


The one whose love makes life take a seat, a sheet and pen, jotting down in tears.

The One so patient, loving, gracious and kind still regardless of His many possible options, He chose my heart for His chair




And finally, at 7:22 PM, behold Eremi:



God doesn’t hide behind emojis
Sending a ‘lol’ when you do something funny? When he laughs, distance doesn’t fade the echoes it leaves on your soul


He doesn’t send you a grinning emoji to tell you He’s pleased, Your whole being feels it.

He doesn’t send you a ‘happy sweat’ when there’s a close call. For He’d gone way ahead of the situation to drop the alarm, sending angels in place to make further restrain, and even amidst man’s stubbornness, he still stretches out to deliver


Ain’t no need to send you ‘hearts’ or a smiley face with hearts when your heart already feels his syncing

When you desire comfort a black heart isn’t what he sends, He speaks in you with a voice peaceful amidst raging thoughts. Even an emoji hug can’t give a little spark of such peace and when he hugs you, the warmth chases the cold of loss

He takes no chance at leaving distance to distort His Care-message

His every emotion sends frequencies audible enough for even the hair on your skin to pick


God doesn’t hide behind emojis
He tells you to your face that He loves you
What’s the worst you can do?
No? He receives your ‘No’ with ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you’


And if he ever had an emoji, it would be all the works of his hands, upon which he poured his essence. So if you ever feel distant from Him, look around you…let the wind remind you of words and when you hear his voice in the roaring of the waves, see his light in the bright rays of the sun. Believe his words when he says He’s all around you and within you.


There will be days in your life when…you want to just shut down either because of negative feedback.


Speak the Word!
Not the situation.


Authors:
The Niel Quchi
Godswill Ezeonyeka
Eremi
Zoe Ziva