EVERYDAYJESUS’ Eagle story (the original full story)!

January 10, 2017January 9, 2017Leave a comment

Whew, writing a project on my topic, under my supervisor, with my exact mix of colleagues, in my department, in my school, as me, just to get awarded with the very same degree that I am working for, is one of the hugest things ever in my little white eyes. C’mon, I was to collect some human breast milk samples from African Nigerian ‘woman beings’, and do some technical nonsense on them, my God!
Every single material I needed for the technical nonsense was ready but every single ‘maternity’ help- as in milk donor ran into thickets, leaving me behind with just promises only good enough for me to pass the far spent time with.
Every day, as the bomb ticking time made me uneasy, Jesus told me the family story of the Eagle, and the truths in it kept me alive in the lonely, scary, hand- tied moments, that could make a supervisor such as mine to lose faith in you. ‘The Eagle story’ however became ‘My Story’ because I soon discovered that the story gave me a starting point for carrying out my project ‘Eagle style’.
Soon my entire work was done in roughly fourteen days and was ready too for final assessment preceding defense just like the rest of the students. Mouths started wagging (I guess), because at least one girl’s mouth in my group murmured out loud (MOL), and I heard it. Surprisingly, I found myself saddened by the girl’s ‘MOL’ especially when I remembered the sequel of other sad things that my supervisor put me through that same day, prior to the ‘MOL’. In fact she said that she did not see any reason why some people have their project ready in two weeks whereas every other person was still struggling to be done after two months. I knew she was referring to me because she said that just immediately after asking me if I was done- with a generous dose of all the sarcasm a woman her age can muster.
That night, while I ruminated over the events of the day, the Lord brought to my remembrance that story that kept me, and instructed me to give the news flashes of it to anyone who confronted me with a mouth that chooses to ‘MOL’ all day long
The Eagle and the rest faced the very same hostile air current. The rest beat the air with all her might and was rewarded with a mouthful of balance just good enough to take her best to the height of a great iroko tree. The Eagle on the other hand, spread her wings with that effortless swagger that can sweep Cleopatra off her feet. Soon, her wings spoilt her to a bounteous treat of a flight that mounted her
gracefully on a cliff miles higher than the highest point on Everest’s hill. There, she made her nest, sat in peace to at least relax with the thought of a piece of meat.
This is the difference between the races and medals of they that trust in the Lord, and that of they that trust in human efforts.
“Do you not know”?
“Have you not heard”?
“The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint”. –ISAIAH 40: 28-31 (NIV).
By Favouromeje (July 2016)

EVERYDAYJESUS is our Translation! (A review)

January 9, 2017January 9, 2017Leave a comment

Hebrews 1:1-2 says something that we will now focus on.
Hebrews 1:1
“God, who at sundry times and in diverse manners spake in time past unto the fathers by the prophets,
1:2 hath in these last days spoken unto us by his Son, whom he hath appointed heir of all things, by whom also he made the worlds;”
We can see in those statements that over time there was a change in the mode of communication so to speak of God. Not because God changed, God does not change but because revelation knowledge came progressively. That means more light of the person of God came with time.
It says God spoke to the fathers by the prophets long ago. But in the latter times he has spoken by (his) Son.
One thing you should note is the verb used.
GOD HAS SPOKEN!
God has spoken and how did he speak?
He spoke unto us by (his) Son.
The word (his) is in italics. If you take it out it says “he has spoken unto us BY SON.”
There is a perspective that needs to be seen that seems to hide in KJV. Some translations showed it. God spoke through the prophets. They were mouthpieces. Jesus was not a prophet. He was not a mouthpiece. He was who was spoken about by the prophets. In the prophets God was speaking a Son.
So some translations render “by” as “in”
Amplified does. Darby translation does.
Hebrew 1:2 (DARBY)
“At the end of these days has spoken to us in [the person of the] Son, whom he has established heir of all things, by whom also he made the worlds…”
It says he has spoken to us IN SON. In the person of the Son.
What is the point?
Every time God spoke the thought he was communicating was Jesus. Even in the law. Paul will tell you the law was our schoolmaster to lead us to Christ.
If i send people to tell you about someone. I kept sending many people and they were telling about the same person. Then one day the person comes. You will say “oh, finally! He is here”. You should not say
‘Who have you come to speak about?’
If he speaks about someone else then the speaking continues. But when that person comes and speaks it will have to be about himself.
Please stay with me. We will use the things we are establishing all through. John used a word to talk about him in John 1:1. He used the word “logos”; Logos is the idea you communicate in speech. It is the thought that is communicated in language. So you can call it the reason behind a speaking. Everyone, whether wise or foolish has something in their mind that was the reason why they opened their mouths to speak. That reason is the idea the word logos communicates. I know there is a popular understanding of logos and rhema. We’ll clear them.
‘Rhema’ is the words you use to communicate logos. When Jesus said man shall live by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God, the word used was ‘rhema’. Rhema is the articulated expression of a thought. When the New Testament refers to what was written, that is the scriptures it uses the word ‘graphe’. Just follow me it will get clearer as we go. Like I said, there is a popular understanding.
I’ll give you proofs of what I am saying and I hope they are enough but let’s put on our thinking caps and think about ‘logos’ being the written word.
The written word will be the bible in that case so let’s think. John 1:1 says in the beginning was the word, and the word was with God and the word was God. If logos is the written word then you can put it like this:
“In the beginning was the written word, and the written word was with God and the written word was God”
Or you can put bible in place of written word
Then we can pat ourselves and call ourselves idol worshippers of a book. Jesus used ‘rhema’ for when he said every WORD from the mouth of God and he was referring to the scriptures. All the speaking through all the mouthpieces that communicated the logos of God in all the sundry times and all the diverse manners as we see in Hebrews 1:1. The word translated as word in John 1 is ‘logos’. It’s like this:
“In the beginning was the logos, and the logos was with God and the logos was God”
Logos is thought, plan, idea. Let’s substitute in John 1:1
“In the beginning was the thought, the thought was with God, the thought was God.”
Down to v14 it is:
“And the thought, plan, was made flesh…”
In the beginning God had a plan, a thought, and a will for man. The thought was with God (of course. Your thought is yours). The thought was God. God thought God. God planned God. So Isaiah will speak of IMMANUEL— God with us. God planned God with us. The word became flesh and dwelt among us and he was called the Son of God.
It is such abysmal ignorance that makes Jehovah’s Weaknesses call Jesus an angel because God planned God in man: Immanuel. I’ll show you the words in the Greek.
1: λόγος
(Strong’s #3056 — Noun Masculine — logos — log’-os)
Denotes (I) “the expression of thought,” not the mere name of an object, (a) as embodying a conception or idea,
2: ῥῆμα
(Strong’s #4487 — Noun Neuter — rhema — hray’-mah)
Denotes “that which is spoken, what is uttered in speech or writing;” in the singular, “a word,”
Apart from the words used in the Greek we have a bible understanding. Jesus is the thought of God. That is why we can study types and shadows and say they all pointed to Jesus. He is the reason for the speaking.
How?
Through the incarnation in the Virgin Mary. John 1:14 says the word WAS MADE flesh: He was not always flesh? He never said that!
How can God say who will go when the prophecy said he shall be called Immanuel? God with us.
The position was not open to everyone.
The writer of Hebrews explains that it was not offered to angels.
Hebrews 1:4
“Being made so much better than the angels, as he hath by inheritance obtained a more excellent name than they. 1:5, for unto which of the angels said he at any time, Thou art my Son, this day have I begotten thee? And again, I will be to him a Father, and he shall be to me a Son?”
Apart from the words used in the Greek we have a bible understanding. Jesus is the thought of God. That is why we can study types and shadows and say they all pointed to Jesus. He is the reason for the speaking.
The logos talks about the plan of God. The plan was spoken through the prophets in many dispensations. The words used to communicate the thought is the ‘rhema’. We have studied and seen that Gen 1:26 “let us make man in our image” was a speaking of the plan of God. We can say it was the ‘rhema’ of the logos. When Jesus came he talked about himself.
You need to really correct your idea of pride as blowing of your own trumpet. Pride is to not agree with God. It is to not be submissive to God. Jesus “blew his own trumpet” so to speak. If he didn’t he would have been proud.
Why?
He is the trumpet of God!
When he said “I am the way, the truth and the life” he was pointing all to himself.
Not doing that would have been pride.
If he were to have said: “I am the way but I can’t tell people because I don’t want to blow my own trumpet” then it would have been pride on his part. He spoke about himself. That was humility on his part. Because his words were the words God said about him. Now to you: the word of God says you are holy and without blame in God’s sight (Col 1:22).
If you say you are not holy then you are proud.
The word of God calls you a saint. If you say you are not a saint then you are proud.
1Cor 1:2
The bible reveals you are righteous.
(2Corinthians 5:21, Ephesians 4:24)
If you say you are not then you are proud.
So Jesus will say “I and the Father are one”. They’ll pick up stones to throw at him for claiming equality with God but he will not change his confession. He will later be framed and crucified for it and he will quietly die, choosing death over speaking a single word that will contradict the truth of God no matter who it pisses off.
We’ve done all this to explain Hebrews 1:2.
From the time Jesus was born till now no other prophet was sent to Israel. Jesus called John the last prophet. After John came the heralding of the kingdom.
No other prophet will be sent from God to foretell the coming of Jesus. Why?
He has already come.
GOD HAS SPOKEN IN HIS SON.
So don’t expect a ‘new word’ from the Lord.
We’ll get a little technical now. God spoke through the prophets. Then he spoke in his Son.
He told all that witnessed the transfiguration scene: the disciples and the prophets to hear the Son. This will show us that any time there is a disagreement in what any prophet said and anything we learn in Jesus we will take the revelation of Jesus as higher than theirs.
(New Living Translation)
Matthew 19:8:
Jesus replied, “Moses permitted divorce only as a concession to your hard hearts, but it was not what God had originally intended.”
We have studied and seen that what the prophets spoke was not understood until Jesus came and explained them. He the Holy Ghost who inspired the prophets to speak to us and Paul who never heard him teach did the same thing he did. He explained the scriptures. Paul explained things Jesus told them he could not say to them because they could not bear them. The prophets who spoke did not even understand what they spoke.
1Peter 1:10-10:10
AMP: The prophets, who prophesied of the grace (divine blessing) which was intended for you, searched and inquired earnestly about this salvation.
11
AMP: They sought [to find out] to whom or when this was to come which the Spirit of Christ working within them was indicating when He predicted the sufferings of Christ and the glories that should follow [them].
12
AMP: It was then disclosed to them that the services they were rendering were not meant for themselves and their period of time, but for you.”
It was revealed to them that whatever they said was not for their time, said Peter. Let’s see Paul:
This is Ephesians 3
Ephesians 3:2-4 NLT
“As I briefly wrote earlier, God
Himself revealed his mysterious plan to
me. As you read what I have written, you
will understand my insight into this plan
regarding Christ. God did not reveal it to
previous generations, but now by his Spirit
he has revealed it to his holy apostles and
Prophets.”
He said it was not revealed to previous generations. So the prophets did not know what they said. They spoke without revelation.
Hear Paul teach the Corinthians the same thing
1 Corinthians 2:7
“But we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world unto our glory:
2:8. Which none of the princes of this world knew: for had they known it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory.
2:9 But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.
2:10 But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit: for the Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the deep things of God.”
Just like he taught the Ephesians he said it was hidden. Nobody knew it. Eyes did not see, ears did not hear, minds did not understand. No one understood what God planned for us.
It was a mystery.
It was mysterious to them.
Is it still a mystery?
No.
He said God has revealed the mystery to us (the apostles, the church) by his Spirit.
Now here is where our study lies.
The next verse says something that we have to understand. And it’s why no one understood, not even the prophets.
1 Corinthians 2:11
“For what man knoweth the things of a man, save the spirit of man which is in him? Even so the things of God knoweth no man, but the Spirit of God.”
That explains why the prophets did not understand. No one can understand the things of God except one with his Spirit. And the prophets did not have the Spirit.
Let me explain:
Except you share a nature you cannot fully understand those with that nature. Except you are a goat you cannot fully understand goats. You can bleat like a goat but you wouldn’t know if there is some level of communication in that sound to a goat. You can watch them all day but you might never be able to truly understand why they return to eat just few seconds later after you hit them with a big stick. Maybe if you were a goat you will come to think that it is unfair to think goats are foolish for coming back to eat the yam peels after the blows they’ve received.
Goats too cannot understand man. They can’t understand why you keep chasing them from the yam. You can only study them. You will never understand them to the level of nature. Now imagine you wanted to pass a message to the goat kingdom. You are a man trying to communicate with goats. You want tell them something good you have planned for them.
How would you go about it?
You know that if you speak directly to goats they will not understand. That won’t work. Goats will only understand goats. But you are wise. Somehow you figure out a way to make certain goats experience your mind and to speak that experience in goat language. The goats you “inspire” then speak the things that you “reveal” to them from time to time.
As they speak they will from time to time try to interpret what they are saying to their fellow goats but they too are goats. They can’t “KNOW” the things of a man because only one that shares the nature of man (nature) can know the things of a man. You say what you have planned for them through their holy goats for a long time. Imagine that all you tried to tell them that what you want planned for them only you can do it. And to do it you will have to become a goat.
Imagine that all you tried to tell them was that what you planned for them only you could do it. To do it you will have to become a goat, share their nature. Then after a long time one day a goat is pregnant and claimed she did not mate with any male goat. She said the goat inside of me is a Man-Goat. His father, source is a man. Then that goat was born. What has happened is the man has expressed himself in Goatemburg (Goat kingdom).
That is not just a birth but an incarnation. The Man-goat can look at their oldest goat ever and say before you I was if the nature that sourced it existed before the goat nature was created.
Now in that Man-goat is a suitable being called a mediator. He is a cross between human nature and goat nature. This goat can understand human language and goat language alike. This is the depth of that single statement Paul made. That goat can now go ahead and take everything the holy goats said all through the years and interpret it to goats in clear goat language. When the voice said “hear ye him” it was because he has the Spirit of God so he was the one who really KNOWS/UNDERSTANDS the things of God.
The bible explains in Hebrew 1:3 that this Jesus is the brightness of God’s glory, the express image of his person. He is the image of God.
He is the flawless representation of God. He is what you see of an invisible God.
Praise God for his deep, deep wisdom.
In him dwells the fullness of the Godhead bodily. In him is all of God put in a human body. Having the Spirit of God and therefore knowing the things of God he explained them to the people. He said Moses in the law, the prophets and the Psalms spoke concerning him. He said the scriptures testify of him.
He opened their understanding to the scriptures.
Glory to God!
Written by Kennedy Enney
Reviewed by Achikanu Daniel (December, 2016).

EVERYDAYJESUS’ worship 1 (an update)

January 8, 2017January 9, 2017Leave a comment

Hey, I have accepted that my opinions most times are way larger than my slight form, I know but I think I can manage with them! I am sorry that I have to shock you right now with some of my most secret thoughts. It was meant to be Mon secreto, yeah, but I like sharing tho!
So listen up,
It is weird but the thing is that I don’t find dancing so hard in church to be much of a worship- at least in my mind. For me, it is a really fun thing to do, especially when I have to get past my shy demeanor to show those siting close to me, the dance step I picked up from watching a ‘top notch video’ on HipTV. Yes I watch that sometimes. It is not like showing of my lil amateur dance steps was my plan but good dearest, it is my most subconscious reality. Maybe I am the only one seeing dancing in church as just pure fun but somehow I think other people do too, maybe just a little. Have you ever been in church when the song leader is messing up with the beats, rhythms and all, and if devil happened to be kidding with the instruments at that same time, people will be like,
‘What’s all this na, what’s this guy even doing in the choir sef’,
‘Mtchw that’s why I like churches with cool music, mtchw’,
‘See how I am just snapping in and out of the ‘holy of holies’ mtchw’.
‘If I hear say I come to this church ever again, mtchw’. Lol.
Maybe I am the only one noticing it o. If you like, say that I am the only one thinking it in my head, lol, I don’t mind tho. You know, when dances really get crazy in church I really sometimes decide to not just drift in the fun but to do it consciously as though Abba Daddy is watching me dance to Him.
These days, I even prefer to be in churches where songs are purely based on what my realities are, because I am a son of God, I mean mutant! So for me, I prefer to sing and dance to songs that a non-mutant might never understand, let alone having the courage to dance to. Maybe I’ll let you in on that la’er but right now, I am just in the mood of le’ing you know that worship for me is not when I sing or dance ‘gospel’ songs but the totality of my love affair with the King of Kings. Right now, ama le’ u take a peek into my little heart of worship.
Worship is my love affair with the King of Kings. Worship is my relationship with I AM. Worship is yielding to His voice.
Worship is having my bath twice a day at least just to impress the King of Kings.
Worship is guarding my nakedness jealously for Him because my body belongs to Him.
Worship is sleeping with a big and beautiful smile because I know that He is right there watching me sleep.
Worship is using the right cosmetics and fragrance to be properly groomed for Him alone.
Worship is eating and exercising right just to keep His temple strong and fit.
Worship is taking care of my hair and skin for Him alone- He knows my every detail including the number of hairs on my head.
Worship is dressing soft, gentle and feminine; for that will give Him so much pleasure.
Worship is walking tall and gentle- I am His princess.
Worship is my chastity and purity, for His name is Jealous.
Worship is being patient with Him in my waiting just because I love Him- love is patient.
Worship is my love affair with the King of Kings.
I am confident that He is not too busy to take note of the little things I do to impress Him. He loves me and I love Him too. I know that He reads those little things that I write to Him to bring smiles to His beautiful face. I am waiting for that day I will behold His beautiful face. I know the contagious radiance of His presence. I bask in His love and presence.
“But the hour is coming and now is when the true worshippers will worship the father in spirit and truth; for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. “ God is Spirit and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.”- John 4:23-24 (NKJV).
Therefore, I urge you, brothers in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God –this is your spiritual act of worship. –Romans 12:1 (NIV).
And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to Him must believe that He exists and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him.
Hebrew 11: 6. (NIV).
By Favouromeje, 2016.

Dear Future Husband 2

January 7, 2017January 7, 20172 Comments

January 2, 2017.

Dear Future Husband,

When I first decided to write to you, it was because I received a major vibration from my little heart!

I felt that you had already found me, but you are probably looking in places other than me, for how to win me.

My Bestest, I need you to know that I cannot be won by any man. No man has ever won my heart from the time I was created, made, and even until I knew my name.

I may have noticed and thought about some guys in the past, I’ve even stayed up late thinking about some of them but I can tell you by the air I draw every day that no man ever won me.

There is a Chinese proverb I guess, that says that a cowardly man never won a fair lady. That might have some truths in it, but it is not a complete bundle of truth. It is only fairly true when ‘Biology’ and ‘Chemistry’ were the only things that ruled the universe, but you know that has never been the case. I believe you know that we may not be able to keep up with singing the ‘Biology’ and ‘Chemistry’ song all year round, but that our Faith in God would keep us remain steadfast as Spirit beings even in our everyday ‘Biology’ and ‘Chemistry’ charged home.

Nevertheless, I am confident that you are not a coward before anything including any woman that says she is fairer to behold than Stephanie Del Valle of Puerto Rico. You’d effortlessly sweep her off her feet by the very air of your presence. This is simply because you are not being moved by a timid spirit but by the very Spirit that is both sound-minded and lion-bold.

I hope you know that I don’t flatter people, but that I feel a true sense of meaning and purpose, reminding you these things. Needless to say, I have never been smooth with being flattered myself!

Nevertheless, I want you to avoid the temptations of looking for smooth punch lines for wooing me because that would be completely unnecessary!

Dearest, you are not able, and you cannot win me, no matter how hard you tried, sorry!

You cannot win me because I am God’s gift to you. Gifts are not won, deserved, and gifts cannot be earned, that is why they are called gifts and not reward!

I am God’s gift to you, neither because you’ve been a Christian good young man, nor because your words are smoother than King Solomon’s, but because you are highly favored by the extravagant Grace of Yahweh Himself!

Therefore, if you have found yourself hidden in Christ, as I know you have, then you shouldn’t be racking your head with ‘sweet’ lines for buttering me up to yield myself to you, because my heart beats daily, tucked away in your heart already.

This is what I want you to do:

Please, listen to your heart, your own very spirit which is one with the Spirit whenever I am around you. Do not listen to your mind because it’ll always mess things up for you as long as I am the woman who remains your heart’s desire.

So, listen to your spirit and let that heart of yours receive signals from the Spirit as instructions for your mind to work with.

Whenever you decide to end your schemes of winning my heart as though it were a conquest, then you’d actually have me literally in your arms to keep. You know, I have been yours even before the world began. Father can testify to that truth, for He alone is true.

Even if my heart were to be a conquest for a few selected order of men, then I really need you to know that our Father had already won me for you a very long time ago! You had always been the winner even before you got enlisted.

Listen, the music your heart sings when it beats and the very simple words of your mouth are just all the lines that you ever needed. The heat from the laser gaze of your eyes could burn up my Jericho wall of defenses (even if there were any)! You don’t learn how to gaze, do you? It’s just there, right?

The way you’d search my heart when you listen to yours, is all that you ever needed, for I am already yours to keep. The very air of your presence makes me both self-conscious and free, and those are already winning lines for you!

Whenever you are being a good brother to the members of our family, I am left awestruck; and when you save situations like the Omnipotent save-the-day Himself, you don’t realize how my heart misses a beat and bows in worship of you, my Lord!

When I listen intently to you spill your insights, you do not realize how it’d be a slap on me, to call me your cheerleader because I know that I am an ardent ‘worshipper’ of you, my king.

Do not shudder and be uncomfortable my Lord, to receive my worship because I know that Father’s just fine with it!

Therefore, please do not learn cheap lines for me, or even try to cook up things for me at any moment you are with me because even though girls love sweet nothings, I personally live on you, and I know that you are not just something or someone.

You are you!

Your own very,

Woman.

EVERYDAYJESUS tells an Eagle story! (A review)

January 7, 2017January 9, 2017Leave a comment

The Eagle and the rest faced the very same
Hostile air current. The rest beat the air with all
Her might and was rewarded with a mouthful of
Balance just good enough to take her best to
The height of a great iroko tree. The Eagle on
The other hand, spread her wings with that
Effortless swagger that can sweep Cleopatra
Off her feet. Soon, her wings spoilt her to a
Bounteous treat of a flight that mounted her
Gracefully on a cliff miles higher than the
Highest point on Everest’s hill. There, she made
Her nest, sat in peace to at least relax with the
Thought of a piece of meat.
This is the difference between the races and
Medals of they that trust in the Lord, and that
of they that trust in human efforts.
“Do you not know”?
“Have you not heard”?
“The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of
The ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or
Weary, and His understanding no one can
Fathom. He gives strength to the weary and
Increases the power of the weak. Even youths
Grow tired and weary, and young men stumble
And fall; but those who hope in the Lord will
Renew their strength. They will soar on wings
Like eagles; they will run and not grow weary,
They will walk and not be faint”. –ISAIAH 40:
28-31 (NIV).
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Please oh…not really. I believe the lesson is that Jesus did all the work needed to get us righteous. However, there are works prepared for us to do in him, Like Evangelism. But because of Christ in us, we are empowered to do all these. Don’t think because you’re a Christian, you will beat an unbeliever at anything. God gave us Jesus for eternal life, and fellowship with him.
But as long as the earth remains, you gotta do what you gotta do. Don’t miss apply the gift of God and then say ‘God has a plan when you fail.’ God is God, he is glorified already. You cannot glorify him any further.
So…EVERDAYJESUS is enough inspiration.
Excerpt (Eagle Story) by Favouromeje July, 2016.
Review by Daniel Achikanu December, 2016.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ 100% woman(an update)!

January 6, 2017January 9, 20172 Comments

I don’t just like the pictures that the movie industries paint on the single and whole woman, Nollywood for one, I am not saying that Hollywood is doing any better, but then what can I say? Well, don’t bother asking me to quit judging and show my own stuff, because that is my very objective in engaging you in this ‘slipper talk’ in the first place. So, let me do my thing, the ‘me’ pro way.

MY WHOLE WOMAN
Favouromeje, 0’16

Dedicated to every man and woman who has accepted a poorly done portrait by a ‘six months old professional artist’, cooing in a daycare and peeing into his nappy, and who is unfortunately planning to give such a piece to his/her beloved for a present.
“You might prefer a masterpiece done by an artist trained in the right use of paints and brushes- the Word, over that of an artist who paints with poop, wee, and a tit-drag of inspiration from the content of a milk bottle”
My whole woman is not made whole and complete simply because she has a high tech well-paying job, a good ride, a pretty-as-she apartment, a fleet of interested males, a major Adekunle Gold giving her the Sade attention, a beautiful skin and always groomed hair, a strong clique of friends and of course a little dash of sass-mercy me! And oh, I forgot to add ‘plus a good spiritual life’!
My whole woman is not made whole by the things she has, but by the very stuff she is made of.
Mathematically speaking,
0.1 + 0.2 + 0.3 + 0.4 ≠ 1;
1=1. Period!
My whole woman is not made whole by the job she does, but on the contrary, her job is made whole simply because she is the one doing it. Similarly, she never receives her value from anything however huge, but she confers value on anything however small, as long as she has laid her hands on it. The same thing goes to anything car you find her riding.
Her apartment need not be large or fancy, but you can be guaranteed that she is the only one who is able to turn a man’s little corner into a castle without having to change its dimensions. Her amorous presence, and gracious touches would do much more magic than all that the best home makeover artists could offer you. And while she is doing that, you will come to realize and enjoy your own royal kingdom, where she is both your queen and your most loyal subject from the comfort of your humble place turned palace.
My whole woman does not need a Wilton cake lift or turn table in order to prove her kitchen elegance but if Wilton hands her one, she’d teach him how to use it!
She may or may not have a great band of interested males but just know that either way, she hardly ever notices because she is so taken by her Father’s business.
She need not run her relationships from the desk of any clique but you must bear in mind that if you ever come her way as a woman, you’ll walk by with a gem lesson to live by, and if you decide to be a man the day you came her way, then you’ll never have to forget the positive and right perspectives she would evoke, plus a good bite of encouragement to chew on as you till the ground. And if you were little the day you came her way, you’ll have a treasured seed to spend your days growing and eating from. And if you were her Abba Daddy, then you’ll know that she is the worship, and the son you’ve sort for from the beginning.
My whole woman doesn’t merely have a spiritual life unfortunately, but she lives the Spirit life, the love life coded for by the Spirit Gene. She is the 100% woman, the Theo-Sapiens woman, totally God, totally man.
My whole woman is therefore that woman who is, who knows that she is 100% God 100% man, and who allows this truth to be beneficial to both herself and the people who come her way every day.
By Favouromeje, 2016.

Dear Future Husband 1

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January 2, 2017.

Dear Future Husband,

I thought about you early this morning, and my heart told me that you needed to hear a real word from me. The truth is that I think about you most of the time even though I’ve never met you as my husband.

I realized dearest, that I know a handful about you, some of which are facts and others of which are some truths that Abba Daddy had let me in on you. I am not sure that I have the courage to tell you some of these truths on the pages of this letter because I have a feeling that a lot of other people will stumble into this letter, and you know, these things are supposed to be our sweet little secrets.

These facts, I would love to talk about, if not to remind you, then at least for refreshing myself.

First, you have been born dear future husband.

Born before I was, for inasmuch as I am too traditional to marry a younger man, I am not too sure that my heavenly Father would be so pleased with the thought of a ‘lil brother’ managing me- I just cannot tell.

Second, you are my brother first, my friend second, and would be my husband last.

You’ll always be all these to me while we walk the earth, but I know that you’ll be my brother all through eternity; and when we shall be in heaven, I’d definitely recognize you in heaven as that my favorite brother who Father handed me to, to watch and guide me on His behalf through earth life. I think we’d still be real besties then- nothing twisted I guess!

I also know that you my brother; might have probably crossed paths with me, may even be one of my good friends now, could even be one of my favorite guys right now, or even interestingly be a total stranger to me. Whichever way, you must be one of my brothers, most def!

You are my brother, not just because I’ve always wanted my own big brother from mamy, but because I know we share the very very same heavenly Father. So I know that Abba Daddy would be your Father-in-law and yet be your real daddy at the same time; I think this is getting complicated, but that is a sweet thing to me.

Dear Future Husband, I am writing you this letter- though not exclusively, to tell you something really special which I think might be of help to you, because I know that my heart is simply the only heart that there ever will be that could receive the faintest vibrations of your very heartbeat. I am not bragging about it because it wasn’t my own doing. In fact, I’ve never created anything close to a heart before, so I didn’t make my heart with such receptors and antennae. God did! He has made our hearts to beat more than just alike- that thing a lot of people might enjoy to call soul mates, I really do not know what exactly that is about but I know that I can receive your vibes any day, anytime, anywhere, anyhow, as long as I decide to let myself listen to my heart.

So dearest, I am driving at something but I hope you read carefully and let yourself hear the word in my little digression right now.

I’d love to tell you about my struggles with some people’s favorite word, ‘marriage’. I was really haunted, depressed and made sober by that word ‘marriage’ sometime in October last year. I found out that trying to convince myself not to marry, really got me depressed until father helped me by His Spirit!

You might wonder why I was trying to convince myself against such a ‘beautiful’ thing as marriage, it didn’t appear to make any sense- I know.

Marriage’s beautiful no doubt especially when I create it in my head but somehow, weddings appeared to be the most beautiful and sensational part of it for most people. In fact, I witnessed an adorable wedding just before October and there could be nothing more lovely than sitting back and watching ‘love birds’ exchange the most heartfelt and most sincere vows. I knew that Father loved me silly but somehow, marriage didn’t go down too well with me.

I have learned by experience that friends and family would definitely fight, even very often but would still care a lot about each other; but I also know that sometimes, the wounds from a word war, in the face of a raging hateful storm could be really stubborn when it came to getting healed, and even it does heal, the scars of them might never disappear completely. So I was really afraid to ever get married to you. I know you might be relieved that my tenses appear to be in the past, right?

What you really have to learn about me, is that I live for a love-charged atmosphere (I mean, a Spirit charged environment) but I don’t yet know how to not screw up at all. I am a big bundle of flaws if you really want to know the real truth. I know that if I fail to walk in the Spirit, my little big mouth might really hurt your heart in a way that even if you tell me that you are healed, my own heart might never stop bleeding from the hurt I wrought upon you forever, I mean ‘ I’d bleed forever for you’ literally. It might be really difficult to let myself accept and enjoy God’s forgiveness because I am too afraid to be the one to hurt you, ever!

I also know that I can have very unpopular opinions, and sometimes I try to shove it down the throats of the very people I thought I loved the most without even realizing that I was doing just that. This is really not good, you know.

Again, I also know that somehow, a number of people who love and care about me, say that I think I know it all, as in, that I am very wise in my own eyes. This is in fact what my mamy would tell you about me right now if you really got close to her. You know what Solomon has to say about people with such reports.

Moreover, I’ve been disrespectful to my poor widowed mamy countless times, if I have to be really honest with you. This is really important because you know she is the right- now authority over me.

I could go on and on to show you how perfectly imperfect I am.

These my little imperfections really scared me because I really did not ever want them to jump out from the box and harm you, when the lovey dovey honey moon days were all gone, living behind you, I and of course the real world!

So I told myself that I didn’t have to get married. I told myself that my life had always been all about ministry and my little business. I told myself that if you ever came knocking, I’d lock myself in my ‘singled single’ world. A world that didn’t just represent my most intangible decision but the tangible four walls of the ‘pretty as me’ apartment which I’d get for ‘me’. An apartment which I had begun planning how it’d smell of me, in a manner that every bit and pieces of the elements of its decoration and functionality would ooze my intensions and God’s purpose for me.

I told myself that I’d never yield to the temptations of evolving into a hard woman even though the path I was choosing was a tough one. I told myself I’d love and be happy even in my most ‘singled singleness’. I promised myself to never let you in, even if you were forced to lose yourself by proposing to me on both knees. I convinced myself that brother Paul did it, and it paid off as he is to me, the most fruitful and productive of all apostles.

I had almost signed my decision on the tablet of my heart when I decided to run something that looked like a SWOT on it. I decided to think out all the possible risks and provide very objectively unsentimental contingency plans to them, I mean all of them

The first thing I had to find solutions to was, what I was going to do, should incase I find myself burning from the heat of that time of the month (that thing Brother Paul actually called ‘burning in passion’). You know, Father had helped me with that delicate part of my life really well, even though the heat of that period, can forget to even build up sometimes. You also know that it was way easier tricking oneself into believing that the beautiful delayed gratification was much more rewarding than a cheap instant one. Well, it had always helped to tame me, but I couldn’t come up with what to tell little ‘hot me’ when it was no longer a case of a delayed gratification, but a decision of never- to- be gratified situation. I asked myself what I was going to do when passion came visiting.

I didn’t want to ever bring shame to both Father and our big family, the Kingdom of our God. I hated to imagine that I might even on one of those days, end up being like some of the single and celibate women of the world who really did very ugly things in their apartments. If I ended being such a big fat disgrace, Father wouldn’t be mad at me I know, but I’d always be ashamed for being the family black sheep. This really got me thinking for a number of days but worse still, it really depressed me even more than I was depressed at first.

Yeah, anyone might call me weird but I am not a fan of telling a man that I want to think about his proposal because I always told Father about the men in my life so that I wouldn’t pretend I was taken unawares. I am not also a big fan of pretending to fit into that ‘I am all so surprised that he proposed to me’ screaming stereotypes. So please don’t expect me to be all teary, pop eyed, and mouth covered the day you propose, unless I was taking some drama and pretense classes that day!

Another question that I had to ask myself was how I was going to make my dreams of having a lot of cute boys, and two little fair girls running around, messing the whole place and forcing me to yell, to come true. I had to cook for my babies, do their laundry, do school runs, be at home every single time for them, lull them to sleep, ignore their tantrums, hurt well they didn’t realize they yelled at me, help them with their home works, erase from their little heads the nasty things devil could write in their hearts at school.

I told myself that I was going to adopt a number of children but come to think of it, if abandoned babies were still available, why are there baby factories everywhere, Nigeria for one.Even if I found abandoned babies to call my own, how was I going to experience the bitter sweet and joyful sorrow of pregnancy and labor? If I decided to make my brother and sister’s kids mine as well, and care for all the little friends I have now and the ones I’d meet, what about my joys of motherhood? What about my holy pregnancy and labor? What about those? I saw myself crying at that point because I felt I was really making a really serious and important decision of my life.

One day, while I chewed on those ‘cuds of steel’, I just decided to make a few really simple decisions and of course, clear cut conclusions of myself. I’d been weeping secretly throughout those days, needless to say.

I decided to let myself understand the truth that it wasn’t my self-imposed mind tricks that kept my body sealed these twenty-three years of my life. I remembered that I had even told myself that my chastity was not even for you because I didn’t know what you’d been doing with yours when your hormones came raging. In fact, I didn’t even care one bit, at least then.

I also remembered that when I was just sixteen, I really got scared of having to break the promise I made to myself to keep my virginity for you. I was in an all girls’ boarding school but I knew how cool guys stalked me when I was on holidays and how I was soon going to be entering the uni. I heard then, that there could be really amazing gentlemen on campus, but above that, there was this guy who was in his final year in His university when I was in my final year at sec school, who attended my church at home, and who wouldn’t stop trying to sweep me off my feet then. I really was worried one day at ‘Feddy’ because I wasn’t sure I could trust ‘me’ then- c’mon I was sweet sixteen, pretty and ‘hot’, if you understand what I mean. I remembered crying before Father and telling Him about my fears. In fact, I actually told Him that it was about a covenant between myself and Himself. I told Him then that He just had to keep my virginity for you no matter what happened, where I went, who I met, what I did. I don’t even remember what my own side of the deal was supposed to be but Father is always a good Guy, you know.

So I decided that Father was good and that He literally kept me for Himself and not even you. My virginity had never been yours but Father’s, I concluded. I was comforted by the truth that He would never fail Himself as far as my body was concerned. The libido mystery was solved, right?

What about my own joys of ‘mummyhood’?

I reminded myself that those biological and physical indicators of motherhood had never counted in eternal scheme of things. I decided that I was going to continue nurturing and nourishing the young hearts that Father placed in my hands daily. That I’d adopt as many as I could find and give ample care to each one of them. I decided that if peradventure they ever asked me of ‘daddy’, I’d tell them the whole truth, cry together if we had to, fight together, love daily, and grow together. I felt happy just for a moment but the nagging frequency of your heart’s vibrations started haunting me.

This letter’s really getting longer than I expected but somehow, I feel you don’t mind because you’ve actually patiently read and studied such long letters as the ones written by Brother Paul. So I know you’d enjoy taking note of every pen strokes of mine even more, because it’s me, right?

When the thoughts of you tortured me, I just decided to resignedly trick myself into believing that I was going to let you in, at least for the time being. I had to give myself a little freedom to be happy even though it felt risky. When I decided that I cared enough about how you felt to marry you, I felt a glimmer of joy for the very first time in a long while.

Soon after then, one very nice day, very very recently, Father beamed a truthful light on my heart so uncertain. It was that very day, few days before Christmas, that I made up my mind with a certain certainty to say ‘YES’ to you whenever God caused the eyes of your heart to find me.

Father reminded me that it was only He who knew the times I screwed up ugly the most- all the private and public messes I made, yet it was and would always be He that would keep loving me the most. He reminded me that He never complained about the bullets he always received from my loveless heart. In fact, He had caught all the bullets that I could ever shoot at Him when He chose me over His own very self on the cross. He denied Jesus who was Himself just to receive me eternally. It wasn’t like I was hearing that for the first time but what struck me silly was when Father told me that, accepting to marry you, was one way I could really prove to Him that I meant it when I said that I trusted and had Faith in His love.

This, He said was important because He told me that He formed you from the time the world began to trust Him by catching any stray bullets that came from me. He didn’t tell me that you’d not hurt, but he told me that I could afford to trust that you both would be fine because He didn’t intend my imperfections to make you bitter but to make you better. I actually beamed with a joyful realization when Father told me by His Spirit, that loving me was and would always be a big part of your life’s purpose, and that accepting your love just the very same way I accepted His own and submitting total to your leading just the very same way I submit to His, was and would always be my truest act of Faith, love, worship and devotion to Him.

Father told me to allow myself to rest in your love and bask in it without any forms of fear.

Father told me to not bother myself with how you’d love me just the way He does because you would always be made of 100% of His Spirit, and that you are just as He, loving me in flesh, all that I had to do was trust and be comfortable with your love the very same way I would His, because the love is simply 100% the same.

Father told me that if I really wanted to understand what Jesus had and still has with His church (this is too clichéd though) then I must have to let myself to take the bold steps of making my home in your strong loving arms.

You know, I was made to remember that the church does not have to do anything to earn Jesus’ love and devotion. She didn’t have to make herself right for Him, she could never, no matter how hard she tried, but He made the church right by giving up Himself for her and washing her daily and purifying her by His own very Love and Grace. He justified the church once and for all and expects her to find her true meaning by accepting and enjoying His love and her unearned right standing with Him while following Him keenly and giddily. Father told me that mistakes or no mistakes, of course there would be plenty of mistakes; your own very words, the totality your very person, the man you are and would evolve to be, would be all that there would ever be to evoke my beauty, make perfect my imperfections, and even make me right in your eyes.

It was at that very moment that I enjoyed the feelings that came with the sweet tears those truths brought to me, and I practically tore up all my ‘singled singleness’ plans aka celibacy for good and forever. I thought of tearing the yellow sheet where I wrote them but I just changed my mind so that I’d show you sometime. I think you might find it funny then. I’d keep it safe, I promise- for the sake of laughing together though.

I have been happy ever since then because Father finally melted the ‘cud of steel’ that wouldn’t just go down.

Whew, this letter is officially too long and I’m afraid that I haven’t even scratched the surface of what inspired me to write to you. Nevertheless, you need to go back to your work, so I’d rather write you again soon.

Your very own,

Woman.

P.S. Please do not mistake this for the sweet little truths father told me about you.

EVERYDAYJESUS is our clarity too (a review)!

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Let’s study a bit
Take what we have known and put them in perspective of the whole bible and see what we find
Let’s start from the beginning.
And when I say ‘beginning’ I mean Genesis
Let’s start from ‘Moses’
There are thoughts which should have come to your mind if you read the bible and if they haven’t, let me bring them
Moses was born in Exodus 2.
But he wrote the book of Genesis?
You would be careful in reading the things that he wrote happened before Abraham and especially before NOAH.
Then we think most of the things he wrote were by inspiration and he wrote to his understanding…..We believe Moses wrote Genesis to Deuteronomy but I saw Deuteronomy 34:5-6
5…Moses the servant of the Lord died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the Lord.
6. And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab……….
Was that by inspiration too?
The only explanation is that someone else wrote that Book. But then, studies in the Old Testament show us that other parts of the Torah or Pentateuch are stylistically inconsistent. For example, have you noticed that there are two creation accounts? And they are not like the accounts of the gospels. The gospels as you know, even with differences, often say the same thing. So while in Mark, Jesus could do no mighty works in a certain place, in Matthew Jesus could also do no mighty works in the same place.
But in Genesis, we see God makes male and female in Chapter 1 but makes a male alone at first in Chapter 2 before a woman. Jesus even quotes this passage Matthew 19 and Mark 10. If Moses was
operating under inspiration, would the inspirer contradict himself or would Moses, writing, not notice his own inconsistencies?
Yet for me the most compelling proof against the authorship of Moses is the fact that the Pentateuch is written in Third person. Why would I refer to myself in third person when writing about myself?
Other examples can be found in Amos, Hosea and Isaiah (amongst others) of prophets whose ministry was documented by other people. It doesn’t reduce the authenticity or audacity of the books or the prophets. Ezekiel is the only Major Prophet that wrote by himself, and it can be seen in his style. He writes in first person perspective. It’s very simple.
Now, a lot of Christians believe the curse at the end of Revelation will apply to them if they dare think through scripture like this. So they’d rather let some pastor take the blame while they blindly follow him. It’s OK…
However, the curse in Revelation can only apply to the book of Revelation since the Bible was not compiled by then. With knowledge like this, we can better understand the anachronisms and variations in the Pentateuch.
In Mark 5, Jesus says Moses was talking about him; that is to say, Moses is reported as saying things which actually were about him, Jesus.
Study for yourself… Dig into the Old Testament… Because EVERDAYJESUS is our clarity too.
Reviewed by Daniel Achikanu.