I didn’t, did I?
In the light darkness
Old words caress my eyes
Pictures of past positions
Pray I ponder the present.
Water under the bridge’s thighs.
Time, the Narrator,
The Historian of Bravado;
Tell of the contrast
Between my future and past.
I have found at last
That I must pray and fast
I must grow and die fast
Grow my heart, sails and mast.
I didn’t think I could make it
Not without your Holy Spirit
By strength shall none survive
I didn’t, did I?
Pain. I started out from pain. My insides in turmoil as I stewed in pain’s oil yet everything, worked together for my good. I smile sometimes when I remember their faces and jokes and stories and yokes and then I, blink…
Thousands of times ago you, Father, thought me up; but then it might have been today because for someone who transcends the ‘before and after’ phenomenon of Time yet chooses to operate by it, what you go back and change will not have changed but will have always been as you made it. Change is a human adjective. Its always today for you.
If not how will those whom you called, be the same you predestined to bear the image of your son, when they are, we are, the same who nearly didn’t believe?
You thought me up…created me…gave flesh to the idea that is my spirit, my being.
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Dear Lord,
Even though we talk everyday, it feels different to talk to you in the presence of everyone. People feel you and I should have letters between us, and though we do it shocks them to find you reached beyond leagues of thrones to be in me, with me, Emmanuel… They don’t believe it.
They see me fall, bleed, sweat, and sometimes get angry, lie, steal, fornicate with someone else’s wife, kill, destroy stuff, criticise or get drunk. And they say, ‘God can’t love him, he’s a monster.’ I believe them. I am a monster.
The Wages of sin is death…someone had to die.
But you looked at me and loved me. You recalled the spirit I took to be created by your Word, and you decided you wouldn’t let go. You took your Word, your power, and made it human, a sacrifice, in my place. You took me home, The Adopted.
And just as Moses lifted up the serpent in the desert [on a pole], so must [so it is necessary that] the Son of Man be lifted up [on the cross], In order that everyone who believes in Him [who cleaves to Him, trusts Him, and relies on Him] may not perish, but have eternal life and [actually] live forever!
For God so greatly loved and dearly prized the world that He [even] gave up His only begotten (unique) Son, so that whoever believes in (trusts in, clings to, relies on) Him shall not perish (come to destruction, be lost) but have eternal (everlasting) life.
I am the First and the Last,
And the Ever-living One [I am living in the eternity of the eternities]. I died, but see, I am alive forevermore; and I possess the keys of death and Hades (the realm of the dead).
Death, poor Death, didn’t know what it bargained for. You can’t hold God captive!? He had captured God’s heir, who like his father is more than a Conqueror. So the Word, the given Son, took Death’s authority and returned, legally to his Father, now Our Father, my Father.
The Spirit of the Lord [is] upon Me, because He has anointed Me [the Anointed One, the Messiah] to preach the good news (the Gospel) to the poor; He has sent Me to announce release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to send forth as delivered those who are oppressed [who are downtrodden, bruised, crushed, and broken down by calamity], To proclaim the accepted and acceptable year of the Lord [the day when salvation and the free favors of God profusely abound].
For the wages which sin pays is death, but the [bountiful] free gift of God is eternal life through (in union with) Jesus Christ our Lord.
Even though we talk everyday, I am just beginning to grasp your high standards and the fact that I am growing, by your influence, to keep to them. I see me growing in you everyday.
My earthly ancestors made promises to demons; your Son’s blood, the Blood of God, was payment enough. When I sometimes get angry, lie, steal, fornicate with someone else’s wife, kill, destroy stuff, criticise or get drunk, you say, ‘Stop, don’t do that.’ And your loving rebuke gives me power to change, to be Holy, like you, Father.
For the Lord corrects and disciplines everyone whom He loves, and He punishes, even scourges, every son whom He accepts and welcomes to His heart and cherishes. You must submit to and endure [correction] for discipline; God is dealing with you as with sons. For what son is there whom his father does not [thus] train and correct and discipline?
People don’t believe you’d love a monster like me. I smile, I don’t blame them. I am a monster, a new creature, yours.
Therefore if any person is [ingrafted] in Christ (the Messiah) he is a new creation (a new creature altogether); the old [previous moral and spiritual condition] has passed away. Behold, the fresh and new has come!
Thank you, Lord. Thank you, Father.
My life was never sure
I preferred to stay in the confined walls of my yesterdays because truly the echoing sounds of tomorrow scares me
There was no certainty; I lost some, I won some it has always been a gamble like running to book my ticket with “SURE BET” but ‘am certain we all know how dry the pocket gets when a single match burns the ticket and eyes gets all wet, well nobody is really sure now
Listen!
Because no matter the ingredient that your life has been missing I am sure we will find that ½ truth spoon full, 2 spoon full of grace, full cup of obedience; the recipe for living and thriving in this planet that was constructed without hands, pencils and rulers but from words that sound
That sound
was the alarm clock again, it was 5:01 in the morning and I was still drunk with last night’s wishes. I do not understand how it all took a wrong turn; my body felt like the house at the end of the street, the results I have seen so far from the notice board of my struggles has been nothing more than a constant; carry-overs, though I still seem to be catching fun but whenever the saws of reality stabbed me in the back my blood dripped constantly I was hoping for death but I kept surviving my every breath felt like a punishment for what I did last summer and every time I lay in bed it was another struggle for survival from an attack with no retreat my nights were always like it was spent on elm’s street “eyes wide open, tossing from side to side” so again, my only plea for a peaceful death in my sleep would not be granted as I am faced with another morning
That was when I drew a plan, since there was nothing else for me here I was going to get him to slay me
I’ll enter through the doors on pornography, rest in the parlour of masturbation, sleep in the… I mean slip in the bedroom of sex, incest, cheat and lie on that bed till the one they said ruled the universe takes my breath, now I felt satisfied with what looked like faking my own death
Do not look at me that way
Where was He when the enemy’s dart struck my family here?
Where was He when there was nothing to wear? No silverwares we were broke
Where was He when I lost my father to stroke?
Where is the one you call the living God when I was dead stuck in my tracks? Academics, relationships and it wasn’t like I didn’t pray
So now you know why i am attempting a kick on every available bucket waiting to pack up, that was me before
That was me before He spoke up and now I realised that all this while I couldn’t see him because I hadn’t turned my ways to see Him standing right behind me holding me up, hoping that one day I would take a step back and let Him take the lead (GRACE).
I was long in deceit, my feet hurt from dragging the weight of me through the distance and hating the only one that was on my side, I said I was long in this seat but now I am getting up from the complaints, I saw the pains I caused Him with my words and actions so ‘am pulling down this building plan I made on the wrong foundations, applied to disguise my face, like I didn’t care about anything or anyone, I said I have made a decision to go the distance and never give up, now I dare you to do the same
Go back; take another look at the man in the mirror,
I did once and all I could see was my sober reflection but now I sing a different song from His grace tunes playing on my head set, constantly renewing my used to be depraved mind with His word has got my mind set on the same peace He showed in the stormy boat so you know why He totally rocks my world
But that is not even the best part of taking the only risk I mean the only bet that was finally worth it and giving my life to Christ
It’s the fact that He got my hand set on doing things, this lazy pro in procrastination now speaking truths and redeeming things after getting a call from Jesus, I found my purpose in Him and I am no more anxious to receive a call to glory. I have a work to do, and it is not because I am forced but because I love this work so much, I said I love this walk so much, when I joined the flock it became easy, my feet no more hurt, I can now love;
Though the world might never understand where we are headed I do not hold it against them,
See
When anyone does not believe in you or gives up on you because they don’t understand your purpose and they abuse you just ignore them, you know someone once said that once purpose is not known abuse is inevitable, so?
But purpose can only become unreachable when I drug abuse myself, thoughts of ropes since I have no fans I would just end the controversy and hang myself, this is what happens when I, and not the world is the one who has given up on myself.
So you see why you just can’t?
Your lame excuses for remaining in that abyss is disgusting, you should pick up you mat I said pick up your math, calculate the distance travelled when the physician delved into the deep, travelling forth and back, fought the battle to bring you the victory that you didn’t deserve
I tell you, in Christ you can find the needs you have always searched for, for no prison can bar Jesus, so break forth
I say again, there is no better knowing your purpose than asking from Jesus
Now that we know, I expect every lame here to walk.
Hi. My name is Yahweh and I come from a State called Forever. I bet you’ve heard my story before so I’ll just give a few lines here just to get straight to the point.
I live just across the street so you can find me anywhere, anytime. However its not been that easy catching up with you. I know you been busy; a lot of times you’ve had to show up and say hi. A lot more times however, you didn’t. I know you’ve had to go through so much stress so often. You’ve got kids, work to do, stuff to attend to, business to manage. The technology that makes life easy ironically makes the world faster and your world harder. Yeah, I know; at least, I guess so. I guess that’s why you’ve not been picking my calls lately either. And then I wait all day long just to hear from you, waiting by my phone, hoping you’d care to call. Dashing my hopes every minute I thought I heard my cell phone ring only to find that there’s not as much as a missed call from you.
Point is, I’m guessing you’ve had old friends to meet, addresses to locate, invitations to honor, assignments to submit, cases to close, colleagues to deal with. That’s not to say I haven’t got any of those but I always have time carved out just for you. Yet I don’t fall in any part of your schedule? I mean, is that it? Cos you haven’t as much time to even at least write and say why you won’t be coming; and I thought we had a relationship.
So I want to ask. I want to lay it down right here, right now, straight as an arrow. What do you say? You know I couldn’t just break up with you even if I wanted to. Why? Cos I love you so much already, I cant! I just cant! So what do you say? One advice: decide for yourself. It wont do you any good to just let the ‘nays’ have it, cos you are your own man. And c’mon, I just want you to be happy.
You know, I’m done guessing cos all this guessing just wont make any sense in our relationship, just as it wouldn’t in any. I’m just saying, talk to me. Just talk. Tell me ’bout your fears, your day, your feelings. Let us talk about faith, about love, about anything you can ever think of! I am saying, learn to talk to me. Just talk. Just come to me anyhow and we’ll talk some more. Beat time and come. I mean, what have you got to lose?
So this is it. My name is Yahweh. I am just, and this, this is my plea.
Signed
Yahweh
OKAY I KNOW WE HAVE HEARD ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS A LOT, BUT RIGHT NOW I’M ABOUT TO TELL YOU OF SOMEONE YOU HAVE BEEN DATING FOR SO LONG AND PROBABLY DO NOT KNOW,HMMMMMMM………DID YOU JUST ASK IF THAT IS POSSIBLE? OKAY LET ME SHOW YOU THAT IT IS.
WE AS CHRISTIANS ARE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH JESUS ,MOST OF US KNOW BUT WE DO NOT KNOW HOW WE GOT INTO IT AND SOME OTHERS KNOW HOW THEY GOT INTO IT BUT DON’T KNOW HOW BEST TO KEEP IT SO I PRAY THIS SHOULD HELP YOU UNDERSTAND IT.
“RELATIONSHIP”
IN EVERY RELATIONSHIP WE HAVE THE GUY’S SETTING THE PACE AND AFTER HE DOES THAT WELL…YOU KNOW WHAT NEXT. JESUS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP IS SETTING THE PACE AS OUR CURRENT GUYS DO AND HOW DID HE DO THIS , BY SENDING PREACHERS ,MISSIONARIES TO YOU AND I TO PREPARE OUR MIND FOR HIM THOUGH CURRENT GUYS (EARTHLY GUYS) DO IT WITH MATERIAL THINGS. THE NEXT STEP JESUS TOOK WAS TO SHOW US LOVE AND BY BLESSING US WITH EVERY THING WE DESIRE THAT IS GOOD ,THAT WOULD ALSO CREATE COMFORT. AFTER THAT HE( JESUS) TOOK THE BOLD STEP TO ASK YOU AND ME OUT ,THROUGH WHAT WE KNOW AS ALTER CALLS. DURING THIS PERIOD WE AGREE AND START DATING HIM(JESUS), DURING THIS PERIOD WE START COURTING(COURTSHIP),THIS PERIOD IS WHEN YOU READ YOUR BIBLE EVERY DAY, PRAY, FAST, ATTEND CHURCH PROGRAMMES, BE GOOD AND JESUS SEES YOU AND LOVES YOU MORE THAN EVER AND PROPOSE MARRIAGE AND YOU AGREE.
SO YOU MARRY AND AFTER FEW MONTHS OF MARRIAGE TO JESUS, YOU FEEL LIKE YES, I HAVE GOTTEN HIM SO WHAT MORE DO I NEED,THIS PERIOD IS WHEN YOU STOP GIVING HIM SO MUCH ATTENTION AS BEFORE,NO MORE SPECIAL TIME AND MOMENT AS YOU SHARED BEFORE MARRIAGE, BECAUSE YOU ARE ALREADY HIS BRIDE. THE ONE WHO PAID THE BRIDE PRICE WITH HIS LIFE, THE ONE THAT WHO HAD SLEEPLESS NIGHT FOR YOU, SO THAT YOUR HEART DESIRES WOULD BE ANSWERED AND DELIVERED FROM THE FACTORY OF BLESSING WHICH BELONGS TO HIM (JESUS).
AFTER ALL THIS, ALL HE WANT IS A CHILD OR CHILDREN FROM HIS BRIDE WHICH IS SOUL WINNING, YOU GETTING OTHERS TO KNOW HIM MORE, BY PREACHING THE WORD, LIVING THE WORD, THAT WOULD CREATE THE BIRTH OF A CHILD OR CHILDREN WHO WOULD SURROUND HIS TABLE BUT WE AS BRIDE ALL WE THINK OF IS OUR BODY AND SHAPE (PHYSICAL AIMS). THE AIM OF THIS MARRIAGE WAS TO BE FRUITFUL AND MULTIPLY (WIN SOULS)
SO IN ALL, THIS IS HOW FAR YOU CAN RATE YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH JESUS
I PRAY I WILL BE A BETTER BRIDE .
THANK YOU.
By EJIROGHENE OBIUWEVBI
He just thought of it and out! he went about it.
Just like that? without one single struggle to overcome the thought. I really do not understand it. What exactly was he even thinking?
Maybe , just maybe if he had thought it through, weighed the pros and cons after such a long co-habitation with Jesus,
He could have being able to resist the devil and eventually save himself from being used as a bait for the golden fish.
But really, What was he thinking?
Did Jesus offend him? Or was he angry that such an expensive oil was lavished on Him? probably after the thought of what he could get out of the proceeds once it got to him; No! It couldn’t have been that. Perhaps he was so broke that the only way out he could think of was a merchandise of betrayal.
Hmmmmmmm! I really do seek to know his reasons
But whatever they maybe,was it justifiable? I mean, to what end?
Aside fulfilling scriptures, he could have still avoided being used, but, No! he gave in without a fight!
I guess he was weak-willed and just couldn’t resist the call of greed. And that goes to every believer. The devil plants the seed, the choice to water and grow it is absolutely yours to make.
Chose wisely or die foolishly!!!
Luke 14:10 (NIV)- Then Judas Iscariot, one out of the twelve, went to the chief priests to betray Jesus to them.
You know, for a while I have got to think about this and I have come to a simple conclusion, our present un-progressive status in life may be not as a result of what we consciously do but the few things we ignore, the few details we always tend to overlook, so
What if the first few words you said after every call could still be hear by the receiver even after you hang up
What if we could see your face every time when you typed “lol” in the chat box
What if your life was dependent on being early for that meeting
What if another’s sole source of inspiration was your smile
What if your smile could heal the sick
What if you could avoid death tomorrow just eating a salad instead of that junk
What if you were paid everyday you exercised
What if the economy of your country depended on how well you spent your time
What if everybody behaved just like you
What would you do differently…
What if God were in the room while you worshiped
What if God honoured every word you said
What if your prayers was all it took to bring world peace
What if the punishment for sin was immediate
What if there was no grace
What if God treats you the way you do others
What would you change…
I assure you, that although these might all be rhetorical extreme impossibilities, they hold the secret to discovering what important parts of your life you have ignorantly relegated to your own detriment. So think deep, clearly and sincerely and soon you should be unlocking the next level of your life.
Grace
Christ a poet 