This is not the first time it would be heard, these little voices in my head
I’m beginning to actually doubt if this could be from my head or does my heart play a major, creating sounds like a broken record; because It seems like these weird voices become clearer when I am in a state after the whole or a part of my heart has been torn apart.
The voice of God, the voice of my spirit and the voice of the devil at times sound exactly the same, so maybe I should neglect them all and be led by what I am being taught in a world of shame, because if mad men hear voices too and are sent to the asylum, then silencing these voices is safe, or maybe trying to do that is actually what will then drive you insane.
But I got a deal;
I do not know if am the only one who has ever had this deal, so I want to extend an invitation to find out if I am the only one of my kind amongst mankind who has had to deal with a deal as inviting as this, if I made a mistake or might get a second chance to reconsider after rejecting initially, this deal that came to me so swiftly from someone I could not see but felt so strongly, so much that I had to speak out loudly before he left me.
Voices
Everyone had at one time or another been led by a whole lot of them but it all boils down to how you respond; then a yes, no, or even deciding to ignore would definitely be recorded to you as one of your choices.
What have you been given? I have fallen and risen times without number that it has caused me to reason, then I found out that since the devil has a cycle that only ends in death and I am still living, then whatsoever he had done or is doing to me would have taken me, but it took Christ to take me in and give me a new beginning. So I am done selling myself cheap; because since we are all farmers, I want to be very careful in the end the things I would reap.
I had a deal;
The enemy comes to destroy, to kill and to steal then Christ comes to give life, forgive sins and to heal; but heaven is His throne and the earth His footstool, sitteth at the right hand of the father, further than all principalities and power, giving me cover and all His blessings He shower but then to be sitteth with Him would be much honor and stress free, that is the point I almost became carefree, the enemy knows that of a truth I am scare free, so whatever he does on earth to me and those I love so dearly doesn’t even move or scare me.
Then that night, with no lights, left alone with the voices, it came as clear as my voice is “will it not be better to just leave this world of pain and death-in, so you can die and go to heaven now that you are standing?” am paraphrasing, but that was the deal.
I knew every word was true but was stunned receiving them from the devil, he wouldn’t like for me to make heaven, but I have been through quite a lot of odds lately, so maybe he is offering it to me now to be even, yes I deserve to rest from all of the…….. hold on, hold on, hold on, the devil never pities no man.
Now I understand the deal, there is something in me that he was trying to steal, having failed a thousand times to keep me down he now wants to accelerate my going up and out of his way in a sweet deal. To shut me up before I start manifesting and working for my father, to reduce me to a mere man who just walked the earth and left weak foot prints on the sea shore which would be soon forgotten on the next wave from the sea, see it was appealing, that is what every Christians dream is, but I was careful not to give in, because as 24,4,5 the letter from Matthew revealeth, the Lord is not after the servant who would return home, but the one who gave His people their meat In due season. I mean in due season.
So this is my reason, to stare death in the face and with the authority in the name of Jesus say no to its deal. I know in the end I would leave this world and heaven is where I am sure to be, but now I have got work to do here: dead to raise, sickness to heal, demons to cast out and seriously the blind has got to see; thank God I resisted this deadly deal, now I am waiting for angels to minister unto me.
A word from God; if you are reading this, and you have had thoughts of suicide or giving in to death, it is not your time, there is something the enemy is trying to cut short. He could not get to you so he is hoping you would help him do it yourself. And you evil spirit, I speak to you directly, by the authority in the name of Jesus, leave that body, in Jesus name I pray, Amen. You are covered by the blood of Jesus, God bless you.
By
Njoku Uchechi
Christ a poet 