Laud my Lord

Too good- this God is
Sinners He has called His
Not changed by time
Not timed by change
Not asking for a dime
Aint that too strange?
Love-drunk Son of Man
‘Tipsy’ for sons of Men
A drop of Love’s heat
Steams off His heartbeat
Battle of my life- so I
Dig six feet high
Okay, low- and Behold
Changed- strong and bold!
Covenant tied;
My groom’s pride.
Above Prince and Palaces
In Beverly places.
That’s my Lord,
Rise up and laud!

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-Glofame
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Happy October!

It is with great joy, I welcome you all to the month of October. All this while it’s been God and Him alone doing what only He can do. It’s a new month and one that holds some sentimental value to me.

On the 2nd of October, 2015 we marked the 3rd year in which the Christapoet blog has been up and running. It’s more than a testimony  for me and everyone of us(members and well wishers alike). It’s really been the Lord at work.

However, the Lord dropped a word in my spirit for us all in this new month and I hope you key into it and may the Holy Spirit give you understanding as God brings into reality His word in you.

God says this month shall be to you one of THE EXPERIENCE.

I know it as sure as anything, that God is set to do something significant in your life and ministry this month. Put your seat belts on with sweet Holy Spirit on the wheels and have a nice trip.
More grace

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Grace

How about Grace?

When life seems dark
And the wisdom of men have failed
How about Grace?

A young teenager
Dropped out of school
With an unplanned child
On the verge of being disowned
By the only ones she calls her own
How about Grace?

Another, depressed from the news of having divorced parents
Carrying a burden of responsibilities as the first son
And pressures from cultists in school
How about Grace?

Yet another, what should be termed ” JOY” alone is mixed with sadness
When all options seem futile
The thoughts of suicide drift along because you don’t belong
In that battle where evil should win because the soldier has lost his shield
How about Grace?

When this habit or rather addiction
Makes it evident that by flesh shall no man prevail
How about Grace?

Well here is this fountain
Purchased by a priceless blood
In surrender to all ideas, races and decisions and possible solutions
To the perfect source of Elpis
To be in peace, salvation
This is Grace

Grace is His name
This is He that calls you his beloved
He predestines you to be justified and glorified in Him
How about Grace?

Why not turn to Him….

By Azubuike Hannah

Help please

It doesn’t matter how little of the word you know
Please listen to me oh so closely
You don’t have to memorize the scriptures whole
To tell me about Jesus and how He saves me

You do not need to have perfected it all
For you to share with me this truth
Please tell me about Jesus, His sacrifice and His call
If He can save you, He can save me too

It doesn’t matter how you choose to present it
Be it in song so sweet, words so keen or talents harnessed till great
Please don’t wait for a stage, just find it in your heart to tell me
How Jesus saves me from these chains of guilt and shame

Please don’t be so shy you don’t notice
Just beneath the bravado, beneath the flair and excitement, listen
My heart cries out through my eyes desperately
Do help a soul in need of a Saviour: Jesus, tell me about him

I know I’ve heard it before and yes I didn’t listen
Probably I would as well pay no heed to you today
But please don’t let me go away don’t give up on me
Oh please don’t be weary to pray to preach it still, Jesus saves

I know you can’t make it to the villages I live in
I know you’d rather we had a nice chat than evangelize
I know I’m no small challenge to stand up to and fearlessly speak
But still I plead you tell me about Jesus for the sake of my life

I know I tell you I don’t need Him
I know I mock and criticize your faith
I put to question your convictions, I tell you to leave Him
But please see my ignorance and preach all the same

I am no better of the two
I’d love to go free of my crime if you’d let me be
Still I would like to be in paradise too
Please share with me this gospel that can save me

Please talk to me about Jesus
His fellowship, His suffering, His reign
Oh how I want to know Him and His love
If only you’d tell me about Him and His manifold grace

One day I will die and regret the choices I made down life’s course
On that great day I’ll wonder why I never surrendered to Him
I just hope yours will not be the shadow I recall
Blocking His light from truly reaching and saving me

Poet’s Note: I once heard an illustration: imagine you just escaped a most terrible forest which you had stumbled into; filled with all the horrors any man can think of. Then just as you gain freedom barely trying to catch your breath, you suddenly spot a beautiful family happily strolling in unawares of the dangers within. What would you do?