A thing about Faith pt4

On Faith for Creativity
This actually is not a particularly different revelation for only being creative, if applied it will produce results in every other area of life, faith for being creative in your writings as a poet is not different from faith for provisions, faith for healing, faith for anything really, it’s still the same principle only now concentrated on the particular gift of writing with inspiration (creativity).

3 Principles
Believe you are anointed
Stir the waters in your spirit
Meditate and give it expression

Believe you are anointed because you are, let me explain a little what we mean by the anointing; the anointing firstly, is not a bottle of oil, it is the enablement to carry out a task you have been assigned, the power of the Spirit of God in you at work through you to accomplish His purpose for you. For example, if my boss were to send me on an errand of satchet water purchasing, he gives me N300 for the work, N200 to transport myself going and coming and N100 for buying the water, you see that money given in this scenario is THE ANOINTING, it is the enablement by which I will carry out his assignment.
So if you ever feel God has called you or mandated or talented you to do something, then know with that call comes the anointing, you don’t need to be pray to be anointed for what you’ve been sent to do, the ability to coin words, frame stories, make characters, write exquisitely and express fluently is already upon you oh dear writer! Believe it!, believe it with every red blood cell of your body, you must believe not just in Gods power but in Gods power at work in you, have faith not just in the Word of God but in the Word of God in your mouth, the Word of God in your heart, the Word of God in your pen.

Stir the Waters, I’ll explain using the man crippled for 38 years waiting for the angel who stirred the waters every year, hopefully you know the story already. In those days before the Spirit came to dwell in us, they had to go somewhere to get a miracle, they had to meet someone to hear the Lord, they would need external help to be helped but now in this new covenant we don’t need to go anywhere to access all the help we need. Why? Because the Helper Himself has a new permanent residential address in our spirits, Jesus said “out of your belly (spirit) shall flow rivers of living water”. Do you see it? Back then they went to the pool of waters, today, the river flows within us.

We don’t go looking for a miracle, we are the miracle happening everywhere we go!

So what do we do, we stir up those waters of ideas locked in our spirits, those waters of insight, of plot and of character, it’s all within us and we can and must stir it till it finds expression all over the pages of our books, we stir the gifts within us as we pray in tongues, as we commune with like minds and commune this faith and these truths. Have you never heard a person’s testimony and you felt like going to pray? Have you never seen a picture that made you burst in tongues? Put the vision before you, paste it on the wall, buy a world atlas and place it on your roof, open your eyes from sleep to see it and gain motivation to change your world, stir yourself and let yourself be stirred by the Spirit.

Meditate, the idea of meditation is not a hermit locked in a mountain chanting kumbaya. No, a thousand times no, it simply means carrying in your thoughts actively and on purpose a particular line of thought, it means to so dwell on it you begin to mutter it, your begin to roar it. O dear poet, many a times you must go to a quiet place and maintain a quiet mind and focus all that energy on the seed of idea God has planted in your spirit, as you do this, it begins to germinate, and grow and become a fruit bearing tree from which the whole world can eat. And once you have a sniffling of an inspired thought express it, by jotting it down, immediately somewhere, anywhere you can later reference it from. Many a great stories and songs have been lost by poets who felt their heads were magnets and the words metals. Please, our minds can be very short-term at times, treat preciously the ideas that come your way and save them, and from there meditate on it and develop it and save it again, and continue this process till it’s a tree so big you don’t have to worry ever loosing it. I hope this blessed you!

 

 – Williams Udousoro

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A thing about Faith pt3

On Hindrance
I had earlier begun on the premise that for the believer, faith is natural; its his mother tongue, his lingua franca, his only tongue really, but alas this is not the daily experience of most believers. We normally find ourselves like the man who brought his son to be healed…

Lord I believe, help my unbelief.

The problem of Faith is never the opposition we face, it’s not the mountains or the giants that challenge us in daily life, many times those temptations we fall for, only show that something within us is not quite right. The children of Israel’s problem was never with the mightiness of the Philistines or the multitude of Assyrians, it was always a matter of their current state with their God. So also, it’s not for plenty witches from our villages but that we’ve not settled the fight in us, as has been said; win the battle within and you’ve already won every war without.
‬ I’ll explain the hindrance to faith using the parable of the Sower, the parable goes…

Bros farmer went a sowing and his seeds went every all the where, some on stony grounds, some on the road path, some on thorny ground and some on good soil.

Jesus told us the meaning; the ground represents the heart, the seed represents the Word, the problem was not with the seed but with the ground, the heart is where the Word (and remember faith comes by hearing and hearing the Word) lands, the problem is the system of this world in which we live have been planting stones, rocks, concrete, mines, and every conceivable anti-seed material in our minds and so it has given us a system of thinking, of believing, of seeing things and of responding to things. So powerful it is that even when we get born again our spirits are made perfectly as Jesus is but our minds have to be renewed, that is made anew. Hence Romans 12 says“Do not be conformed to this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind”, its like saying, now that this land (heart) now belongs to farmer Jesus, go get the Tractor of the Word and overhaul EVERYTHING! Get all the stones, thorns and other junks out of the ground, and remember some of this stuff has gone down so deep, but must all be overhauled, and so that the heart can now become the good soil and receive the engrafted Word and bear fruits.
‬In English what I’ve been saying is; the hindrance to the Faith of God in us is the things we faith in already, she believes if he’s not from her village he cannot be a good husband, so she will leave the Angel from the next village and marry Lucifer dressed in a tuxedo all because he’s from her village. That mindset is a stone in her heart that will choke the Word and make it unproductive. They’ve told him all male from their family becomes asthmatic at a certain age, that it’s a natural hereditary condition in his bloodline, he has swallowed it, asthma will soon be the portion of this blood-bought child of God. He, like the Pharisees have made the word of God of no effect by his traditions (that is by staying with the norms of this un-renewed worlds mindset), the list goes on.

The Cure
The cure to the problem is still the Word. God pours out His spirit of Faith, God pours out His all and already He has but the problem is not God giving, it is us receiving. Like Rom 5 says, “they that RECEIVE the abundance of Grace…shall reign in life”, our mind is cleared of the crazy as we stay on God’s Word from personal study and listening to relevant teachings, so poet or pastor if you don’t have a consistent personal time of study of the Word and of prayer, you can’t receive all God has already given you and you can’t express all that is already within you. This point calls for more but I’ll stop here for brevity sake.

– William Udousoro

A thing about Faith pt2

I said earlier Faith is natural for the believer.

The thing about faith I always look at, is not so much how much of it you know or can say but how it affects your everyday life, when the bible says we walk by faith and not by sight what exactly does it mean, does it mean we are to go about parting red seas and multiplying fishes to show our 6 packs and biceps of faith? I don’t think so (at least not always)! The Life of Faith is simply living your everyday normal life based on Faith, based on the Word, based on your belief in that Word. So someone asks you for something and you actually believe it is better to give than to receive so you part with that item; that’s the life of faith, you are living by faith when you refuse to listen to your family who tell you not to marry him because he’s from Edo and you’re from Ebonyi because you believe in Christ there is neither Jew nor Gentile, it is a life of faith when you choose to pray for the thief that stole your phone and sentenced you to Nokia Torch because you believe bless those who persecute and pray for your enemies, it’s a life of faith when you, against your insecurities and inferiority complex, choose to write and publish that book because you believe that the greater one is in you and He that is born of God overcomes the world, it’s a life of faith when you choose to forsake that ungodly habit because you believe my body is the temple of the Lord, the Spirit of God dwells within you. It’s a life of faith when you say we would rather fail honestly than succeed deceitfully because you believe God is a rewarder of all they who diligently seek Him, it’s a life of faith when you believe that you are still a beloved child of God even when you’ve made a mistake because you believe that you are the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus and the blood of Jesus washes you from all iniquities.

It is not a life of Faith just when you stand on a stage with a suit like a pastor in a healing service, it’s a life of faith when you can lay hands on the cripple who begs by your street corner because you believe they shall lay hands on the sick and they shall recover, its a life of Faith when you believe for me to live is CHRIST and to die is gain, when you are ready to lose your life for the sake of Christ, its a life of faith when you ‘trust in the Lord with all your heart and you lean not on your own understanding’, when you agree to be led by the Spirit of God, even when it makes no logical sense; this is the beginning of walking by faith.

 

– William Udousoro

A thing about Faith pt1

Faith for the believer is natural.

As it is natural for our bodies to breathe in air without our consciousness so also it is natural for our spirits to live by faith without struggling. Faith is a result, a result of gaining the kind of knowledge God has. The idea is like watching the hopeful but yet imaginary 2018 world cup final of Nigeria Vs Argentina. Its the 89th minute of the game and still goalless, extra time is called upon and in the 2nd half of the extra time Argentina, through the craft of Messi scores, all the heart of Nigerians have dropped to their small intestines but still the game goes on and from nowhere Mikel Obi shoots a ball equivalent to a lightning bolt and it tore through the Argentine defense and net. Its five minutes more and Nigeria’s morale is sky high, almost palpable, the Christians are ‘tonguing’, the Muslims are ‘chanting’, the Babalawos are ‘Babalawoing’ (like you may have noticed I speak English and Swahiligbo quite fluently). The average Nigerians heartbeat at this time is well over 120 beats per minute, the Super Eagles are shooting and making attempts left, right and center, time is counting down, blood pressure is rising up, and then it happens 10 seconds to go, Nigeria’s newest sign-in from the under 17 squad notices a loose thread in the Argentine defense, he quickly is on the run for a through ball, the ball meets his leg, his leg meets the ball, there’s pitch silence in stadium, the players stands mouth agape, the commentators choke on their words in disbelief, the net rattles, the referee whistles, its all over, Nigeria wins! and history is made again. Strange things happen that night; PDP members hugged APC members, Mark, the dog,wore a suit and bow tie, the Nigerian University gave all its students free ‘Okpa’, everyone’s blood pressure returns to normal, three business women got engaged, like I said real strange things happened that night.
Alright, everybody come back to bible study and lets glean the story for truth, the point being made is this; after watching that match, should a recorded version be played again you would watch it but this time without the high blood pressure, without the anxiety of how it turns out, without the heartbreak when Argentina scores the first goal, why? Because you already know how it ends, you know, something beautiful (at least for Nigeria) happens at the ending, and this knowledge will keep you smiling, such that if someone else, watching it for the first time sits by you, you would tell the person with an assurance, “Don’t worry” (except of course if the person was from Argentina), that assurance based on an inside information is what we call faith, its not a guess or a wish, it is a reality sponsored by a special kind of knowledge.

As has been said Faith is not a leap in the dark, its a leap on the Word, thats it; Faith is the assurance and certainty based on what God has said.

You see when Peter walked on water that stormy night, many people thought he walked on h2o, water, actually Peter walked on the word. The word spoken by Jesus when He said come became the substance on which his foot stepped, for it is not possible to walk on water, you can only walk on the word. That’s why when he stopped looking at the Word, he stopped walking on the word and when he stopped walking on the word, he started walking on water and like we said, its not possible to walk on water, so he began to sink.

In my teenage age I did quite a bit of fasting and was warned by my parents the possibility of Ulcer by my lifestyle. I was hungry for God and fasting was like the only way I knew how, so I kept at it. One afternoon, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach region, and the thought came to me that’s ulcer! I refused to agree, with the pain there I went out of my house and began to run. I ran round my neighborhood till I was drenched in my own sweat, I had rejected it and this was how my faith expressed itself, because I knew sick people don’t run like that, by the time I had reached my house, the ulcer had also it reached its end, I never felt that pain again, till forever. That’s the point my faith to do that was sponsored by a knowledge I had that by His stripes we were healed and if we were healed, we are healed, so I said sick people don’t run like this only healed people do and so because I was healed, I ran like healed people.
Now perhaps you understand more why scriptures says All things work together for they that love God, because God is not just looking at the one minute period of the match where you conceded a goal, He’s looking at the entire match, and He knows you’ll win. So if you catch that sight God has caught, all of a sudden the scripture “Peace that surpasses all understanding…” will become flesh to you, so while everyone is crying for you that you failed that exam, you’re at peace because you know (you have inside information based on the Word) that your end is peace, that no weapon formed against you can prosper. That knowledge from the Word that makes you smile when all are crying, that makes you declare there’s a lifting up when your bank account says you’re casted down, that makes you declare I’m healed, when your body is shaking from a fever like a leaf, that knowledge that is more than information that alters your mood and emotions and makes you rejoice always, that knowledge is what we call ‘RHEMA’: the alive, spoken, for the moment Word and it is that which sponsors Faith.
So you see, that’s why there’s no place in scripture that says that we should pray for Faith, rather the Word says Faith comes by hearing and hearing the Word of God, that is, when you from the word get inside information of how the match of your life, your business, your academics, your marriage, your tomorrow will end you NATURALLY have Faith. You don’t have to struggle to get it out, it just comes out, as long as the True Word of God goes in, the True Faith of God will come out. This is why throughout the Pauline epistles, he keeps praying that the eyes of your understanding be enlightened, that you may grasp what is the hope of his calling, that you be filled with the knowledge of God and so on, because it is in seeing how God sees, you gain Gods insight to things and are filled with the God kind of faith.
– William Udousoro

Quiet Impact

(Dedicated to all those of quiet impact)
 
She dosent talk, she dosent post, she dosent shout.
He comes in, works it and walks out.
No flashlights, no spotlights, yet he’s the light and all dark eyes know.
No celebration of her name, no serenade for her fame, no declaration of her day, only the ovation of spirits, only the recognition of Abba.
No stickers bear his name, no posters carry his face, yet every touched heart knows his hands, every bruised skin knows his balm.
Not loved widely but ever so deeply, she carries the burdens of a hurting generation and the secrets of a battered heart and to her grave will they go with her.
Hoping for the the tiny lens of heaven, for the cameras of Hollywood ever so flashy overlook him.
 
No streets bearing her name, no cult chanting her fame, no frames for generations to know her face, yet purer heart has not this earth seen, a more loving soul this world has never hosted, she gives her best and keeps what’s left, animals call her kind, strangers pray for him, beggars know her name, prisoners remember his song.
His works carry no credits, her works bear no copyright, she just keeps working right and walking right through stony hearts, for she is wright. A flat character in her own story, yet acting round all heart, for an audience of One. She may not make history but she’s already part of His-Story.
 
What is the payment of a pure heart? what is the award for a sacrificial soul? what are the wages for a selfless life? it exists, just not to be found in this world. So he’s looking forward to the city who’s builder is God, from where he derives his citizenship, she’s longing for His recognition, Him for whom she lives and breathes.
 
So ignore the quietness and keep on the impact, and should the world ever take note, carry on all the same, don’t stop here, you cant stop here.

The Mute Cry

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I’ve been wronged. Why should I not be bitter?

Treated unfairly, as though I don’t deserve better.

Suffering consequences for choices I never made.

I’m strange not special, odd not unique, tossed apart not set apart.

Bitterness I drink, bitterness I sip.

I sleep with my oddness, wake with my strangeness and live with my bitterness.

I chose not this burden, it chose me and like a jealous wife follows me everywhere, weighing me down-spirit choking, soul gasping, body crumbling, all under this bitter weight.

How dare you demand I be bitter no more?

Roll away this load and with a light heart I’ll smile.

They point at me – jesting me, poking me, mocking me.

Bitterness, bitterness, bitterness all around and around all.

I sat there sinking in the mud hole of my anger, suffocating from my own rage, angry with life, tired of men, hidden from God.

I stood at the door beckoning the grim reaper ‘please pay me a visit’ and with open hands I would welcome him. Better dead than bitter, better entombed than enraged, life is overrated.

A knock! At last the grim reaper was here, I fumbled over myself in excitement to welcome my own death. I opened the door and He walked in instead, brighter than life and bigger than all, too magnificent to be grim, too loving to be reaper. I skidded with all my might heading the opposite direction, lest my darkness spewing heart stain even the edge of his light crusted garments. But His arms longer than the great wall and quicker than Bolt went round me and like the clenched jaws of Sabre tooth, drew me in to himself. I shuddered to look sure I would stain even the stainless and spread my cancer of bitterness on another.

He was gone, I opened my eyes to see that his glow had driven my groans and his light had shone upon my life, driving eternally away my darkness and stains. It was all gone and my heart was beating ‘free’ ‘dom’, ‘free’ ‘dom’, ‘free’ ‘dom’. I sought for my pain only to find His pleasures, I opened the wardrobe of my bitterness only to find garments of praise, my account of shame empty and my store of Joy overflowing.

Where is my knight in shining Armour? My hero who saved me from myself? I looked around to no avail, only to hear His voice from within my very heart crying ‘over here’.

This myriad of happenings all in a split second as I answered the altar call on this Sunday morning, never uttering a word, with folks I never knew but who now felt closer than kin. Kneeling on the altar, live tears streaming from my eyes, once bitter, once angry, now saved, now changed, all because His ears hear even the mute cries of a bitter heart.

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PERFECT ME…

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I am so perfect, in fact I have never and will never see anybody as perfect as me.

When I make a mistake; I’m only human, when others make a mistake; they are careless,

When I fail a course; the lecturer failed me, when others fail a course; they are dull,

When I eat all d food; I’m hungry, when others eat all the food; they are greedy,

When I come to church late; I was busy, when others come to church late; they don’t fear God,

When I win; I am obviously the best, when others win; they are lucky,

When I shout angrily; they provoked me, when others shout angrily; they have no self control,

When I fall asleep; I was tired, when others fall asleep; they are lazy,

When I drink garri; I’m being content, when others drink garri; they are broke & poor.

When I play games; I’m relaxing, when others play games; they are wasting their time.

Can’t you see how perfect  I am & flaw full everyone else, that’s why I have a right to criticize everyone ( and maybe even God)

Perfect me … Or …is that, insensitive & judgmental me.

William Udousoro