LIGHTS

I think you don’t know who you really are
I mean you think you do but really you don’t.

Because you always change to become whatsoever the most charismatic, sweating, heart heaving, tongue speaking; preacher, evangelist, prophets and pastor. reading the bible and interpreting to-satisfy-my-own thoughts teacher says you are.

You know it is almost hilarious yet appalling that we will believe and live by everything everyone else says about us, except God

You will never amount to anything in life, you are a failure, you are ugly, dull like Barbie, self esteem estimated to be at zero, see! your mates dress and talk better, your life is a mess and you seem to be like a plucked leaf, bitter, just waiting to die; i mean you would have committed suicide if you didn’t see it as a straight bus ticket to hell, so now you make it spiritual and pray, Father please let Christ return and take me out of my misery (assassin?) what you don’t know is that Christ already came, died, resurrected and returned just so you can live your life in victory.

I am here to speak life into you and by the end of this spoken words I am certain that those fixed fingers of guilt, the high heels and desolate mountains, mascara, linings and creams of judgement confused for the truth that has been spoken before time will all vanish because despite your seeming rate of present lack, sicknesses, diseases, shortcomings, and all of life’s bruises, truth sent me to tell you that it was finished, and the devil is only making up excuses.

So do not believe any devil that talks down on you, or looks down on you, no matter how they dress, in what form they come, no matter your height, abilities or the scenes that have played in your life till now, dear, I have been there, I was lost, buried deep down like raw materials surrounded by darkness and despair but His pair of hands dug, found and re-fined me, and it was no coincidence or just pity but the Lord of lords got His hands dirty just so He could love me.

Don’t just take my words for it; search the scriptures to see how true this is.

You know Christians who think they are standing, I want you to listen carefully to this, we are procured to be the solution but it seems we have turned into a terminal illness, only constantly pushing up on people with our hasty judgement, no shade of love and now aggressive evangelism has become fulfilling all righteousness; you know “behold I stand at your door and knock” cos I am Jehovah’s witness; not realizing that the thief cometh to steal, kill and destroy was in reference to false prophets, so if you profess Christ and cause these little ones to be offended, you are a wolf in sheep’s clothing for that was what Christ said.

Please let them know how much Love needs them that He came to become part of them and let them understand that He is not waiting to slay them and He will forgive them and He took those thorns, whipped, beaten and broken, signed and sealed it with His blood to conceal them in Him and I am a living proof, moreover if Christ advised us against divorce, then there is a reason He made His bride you.

So sailing for long on the trials and temptations of this world shouldn’t make you want to spend the rest of your life at sea, even when I was the reason for my own destruction, tried to outsmart the greatest creator, fled to Tarshish from His presence; I started drowning, needed glasses cos I couldn’t see clearly, but as I fixed my sight back on Him, He held me up in His arms, made me walk on stormy waters, took me back to His sheep and I sailed in fellowship with the master to dry lands and then i realized my Lord didn’t have to calm the storms, all He had to calm was me.

Jesus took the sins of the whole word on his back and still schooled the devil, and after proving He was the master, He gave him a PHD, you know ‘permanent head damage’ so when this amnesia patient with his temporary memory loss seems to forget that you have been completely delivered it is your duty to call to his remembrance your salvation, the number is JESUS.
Having overcome the waters and now knowing that lucy has lost his mind when he tries to take you back by the port remind him that you are not just visiting and you are a bonafide son of the kingdom, show him your passport, the proof of your marriage certificate that was stamped by the blood of Jesus.

I know what I am saying now will not exactly make logical sense to the Pharisees and Wise men, but if you can stupidly follow the stars to the manger, you will find that this one is fool proof.

So go out in victory, you were made in His image and when He said you are the lights of the world, He meant for you to go in and love them with the word and then I can promise, the revival we all seek will surface and we all will be overwhelmed by the experience, for even worship songs at TBS will not equal the grace that will be released for you to handle or the glory that will follow when you realize how much was paid for your candles. Do not leave your lamp stand; never go off again, till this world is blown apart for our Husband.

So fellow lights, let’s bring an end to this darkness.

God bless you.

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Free Fall

Now is the time

Now is the time

What will the end result be?
Will I die or will I wake?
Questions that haunt me with every decision I make
Like will I make it to heaven if I stay this way?
Will I suffer much if I put it away?
What is the end result?
It’s all to what end?
The end of a matter is supposed to be better than when it first began.
So what then will I do?
I ask myself again
Again and again and again
It seems like I’m being profane
Ii can’t go back to what I was
Neither can I stay
The very ground I stand on is quicker than clay
Stop confusing me please!
I keep the voices at bay
Only I don’t know who is talking
Is it my Saviour or my shame?

The ground I stand on quivers
Do I move on higher?
I stand, I fall, I shiver
If only hope could hold me now
I slip, I fall, I can’t get up
I think I’m lost right now
But there’s something in the distance
Something calling out loud
Wait! Wait!!
I shout and shout
It seems I’m talking so loud.

Now the ground shatters
I am lost in a free fall
Just falling…
Deeper…
Deeper…
Further…
Further…
Into the dark
I give up
I close my eyes
I surrender
I give up
I begin to close my eyes

Then I’m struck by lightening!
I find myself on a road now
Gripping something so strong
The grace which I once lost
I look in front of me
There’s a road to my left
Another to my right
A decision, I must make now
A path to life, and a path to death
I smile now, for I know the decision to take
The decision is mine.

Here’s PROOF!

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The next time you walk up to someone and boast you can do something, I am probably guessing the next words that will effortlessly flow from the lips of this someone would sound something like Prove it!

So here’s a thought, you claim to have a dream and truthfully I do not believe you but before you ramble on with your history, prospects and all what-nots

Here’s how you can prove it

Be quiet enough to hear Him lead you

Be arrogant enough to believe it

Be patient enough to plan for it

Be bold enough to act on it

Be crazy enough to pursue it

and Be wise enough to know its not about only you

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THE CROWN

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I do not want to live my life like it doesn’t matter

Swimming round the circles claiming to be an oracle

Drifting slowly away from the way that makes all ways

I do not want to live my life like the world is all about me

Degrading the personality of others and rinsing their worth in the mud

Relegating their importance to the dust of ashes

I do not want to live my life like the all knowing Continue reading

I JUST IMAGINED !!!

I just imagined God in His fury of jealousy

Burning with passionate anger for His straying and almost lost bride

 – Or should i say Lost already?

Eyes blood red

Not at the one whom she had left Him for, but for the bride’s loose sense of choice

Her unfaithfulness knows no bound and operates without mercy

I just imagined God’s broken heart

As pieces of gold scattered on the ground

With liquid of intense love gushing out as blood

His feelings of betrayal pacing to and fro seeking reasons why,

Still wishing – If only she could return

Compassion and longings of receiving her back

Washed with total forgiveness and her unfaithfulness to be remembered no more.

I just imagined the angels leaving the heavens

In search of God’s run away bride

By the marks that is inscribed on His once owned temple

But sadly enough, their search seemed futile because the once beautiful bride

That shone in irresistible splendor and glory of her Lord and master

Is now covered in rags of mud – stinkingly awful ,isn’t it?

No trace of her master’s ownership of any kind

I just imagined that the gates and windows of heavens are left wide open

In hope of the Master’s brides’ return

Her name engraved on the streets coated and made of gold

Songs of praise now turned to composed songs that beckons on Her Majesty

I just imagined how much pain must have pierced His majesty

HMMMM !!! Such out pour of Love

In her unworthy state i imagined Him crying out:

I CAN MAKE YOU WORTHY OF ME AGAIN JUST RETURN AS YOU ARE

THAT MY HEART MIGHT KNOW PEACE ONCE AGAIN”

” . . . I am the Lord who demonstrates unfailing love . . .” Jer 9:24 (NLT)

THE WORD

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Quietly and consciously flipping

My eyes and whole thoughts fixed

All fixing their gaze at the pages of the holy book

Reading and drawing out words

… Some  words actually

Corrections, instructions, promises, rebukes …

Most of which sometimes bruised my over blotted ego and stubbornness

Some that sometimes put smiles on my face, some give me hope that something is actually on the way even when all seems blurred

Yet some other of these words make me scared – Stories that records the destruction of many

But something beckons on my attention each time I’m faced with some of this scary stories – Mercy and Love

God always amazes me

A perfect practitioner of Spare the rod and spoil the child, open rebuke being better than secret corrections and the likes in other scriptures.

It still doesn’t stop me from wondering –

What exactly is the word meant for?

Who specifically is it written for?

What situation is it applicable to and not to?

Still searching deep and asking questions

And I came to an understanding:”The word is multidimensional. A masterpiece of peace. Seen as only a book composed of history and mere words,but it builds, gives life, encourages, gives hope, straightens crooked paths and so much more that one can’t tell it all. It is an Anchor, Pillar, and Manual for every life in existence today. It speaks to all and many  – Old and young, poor and rich, man,woman, children, e.t.c.
It speaks to all situations – sadness, oppression,and what have you. It is a completion of man’s life. It makes a whole difference  in a man’s life. It distinguishes the wise from the foolish.”

Sometimes, its difficult to believe in the word and obey, but faith makes the difference.

Following the word is likened unto reading of map to get to a designated destination.

Hold on to that book and you’ll hold on to a secured life. All in Jesus.

Need I remind you also that that word is Jesus represented in a book. Let Him be your GUIDE.

THE FADING SCARS OF OUR PAST LIVES

You hid that cut on your face from the gathering of eyes and mouths

Its marks strewn down and across your cheek and chin to mar you

Caused you to bend away, to cover the real you

So you think it is

The struggles and battles and forays for free living left you with it

The fight over what you wanted and what wants yours could be met when

Holding back and dragging through, skirting about jagged edges that bruised you

Badly

That signature need not be shown to be confirmed present

Your concealing it testifies that it is there and that it holds you

So all you are is explained by a scar from your past

Yet, you let it be so

You do not let it heal

But the infection rising from plastered over wounds damages your life

You are sick; your character showcases your sorry state

Your soul’s injury is an agony for lack of being attended

Come now, hide your frame no longer

Let the veil down and let the air of freedom act upon your bruises

Let the coming of plainness be followed by the reaction of truth and time

And the love and mercy of many compassionate embraces

In the place where we are united by a common trait

The scars from our past lives

We give each other our most priced possession

The love that our wounded healer gave us

So that even the near-dead can be loved back to life

So your scars should be seen

The sign that you no longer writhe in pain

And that your healing be made complete if you still do

In the meeting with our scarred savior

W.A.R

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And I was taught that the characteristics of living things were MR NIGER D or MR NIGER LAC at times
So one of the attributes of my living is to die, but when we are not getting enough from the full bucket of grace we sing for the Spirit to fill our cups only so we can live how we want and in the end we just kick the bucket, and return to dirt.

Pardon me, but how ironic is it that you have been made to believe that the characteristic of an actual living thing is death?. So you lack a life span because when you try to fight with good intentions and it seems hard you just quit after all if you can’t beat them all you have to do is join in, am not a weakling it’s called adaptation, so if we compete through life then I am done with all my duties on earth as a man and my mission is finally complete.
No, but this is war, really are we ready? Continue reading