See what the Lord has done
See what the Lord hasn’t done
See what life has birthed
See what life has lost
See what gift you are
See what cost you cause
See what Jesus brought
See what Jesus left
See what most see
See what most ignore
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026
Rest is eternal king in a manger
Rest is Heaven’s song heard in a shepherd’s field
Rest is identity assurance that needs no proof
Rest is scripture defence when the serpent strikes
Rest is deep sleep on stormy billows
Rest is victorious king on water strolls
Rest is eternal pearls cast before mortal men
Rest is the birth of the church on confession rock
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026
Today is reason
Today is meaning
Today is infantry
Today is victory
Today is opportunity
Today is destiny
Today is living
Today is being
Today is minutes
Today is season
Today is present
Today is presence
Today is temporal
Today is eternal
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2026
If Silent Power had a name, Joseph would be it
Not Joseph son of Jacob
Not Joseph husband to Mary
But one Joseph who desired to see God’s kingdom come
He spoke and authorities listened
He did what the world fears to mention
He carried the dead body of not just any man or demi-god, but God himself
He fulfilled scripture because faith rendezvoused with wealth
Even when the news of resurrection spread
No one dared to accuse him of the Lord’s body
Sometimes I feel John the beloved might have a competition for the left seat besides Jesus while I watch from the right 😂
Humor me
That’s what silent power looks like
Hannah DGinus
© 2025
Oh to know the ecstasy of Your presence
To experience the unbounded abounding of eternal pleasures
To at once stand on the precipice of the natural into the spiritual
To behold the unfathomable glory that outshines light
The ancients speak of worship-compelling sights at Your throne
Would I not like them, be undone to behold Your holiness
Oh the sore disappointment of this world’s greatest pleasures
For in Your presence, all senses are at once stirred and satisfied
Oh that words could reach the depths of our ever-welling emotions
Oh that our mortal hearts could fathom Your resplendent presence
Yet Grace permits us glimpses beyond the precipice into rapturous joy
And divine providence grants us vocabulary to contain what we cannot explain
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2025
OAKSPROUT!!!
When branched shoots lie on deep roots
Great oaks grow.
Little acorns were great faiths sown.
A coat to cover
Multitudes of many colours.
Cross-heirs is how the Messiah chose.
A host of those he would save
Would have to die
The irony of Calvary
So when he sent that which is sharper than two edged swords,
He loaded unsuspecting calibers.
Cavaliers never to carve a lie
To carve a life in the after-death
Whip devils another tail to tuck
They were the Calvary sent to talk
So make no mistake
When you see a tree and then see the snake
There is still an obedience we can reach and take
If only we would bite from the tree of life
We would never get burnt on a stake.
God directs
We are just his actors
So with one little faith sown
His mighty Oak sprouts.
Be still my soul
The Lord is in control
Be still my soul
There is more than you know
Be still my soul
The troubles are but smoke
Be still my soul
Christ is your assured hope
Be still my soul
You will be made whole
Be still my soul
See what the Lord has done
Ezeonyeka Godswill
© 2025
Today the Boss gave me an argument
For the unbelieving shoulda-been-a-saint
Who dismisses the Christian’s reverence
With brilliant furnish and even sentiment
When the Christian says God created everything
The unbelieving say everything came into being
Life as a causeless effect is accepted reasoning
But an uncreated creator is convenient colluding
Is it so hard to believe? The Boss says
That an unpainted painter paints self-portraits
Is it so hard to see the mistake unbelief makes?
Painted beings denying the painter that they portray
This argument may never convince the unbelieving
But the Boss loves to paint for everyone to see Him
Perhaps these words will set the seeker to seeking
Perhaps the Boss of all created things is speaking
Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2025
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