CHANCES

May 4, 2014June 3, 2014Leave a comment

I cried out to Him…
“Have mercy master, give me a second chance”
but
He said to me “I have no need for you anymore, you are broken! Any content in you spills out even for the dogs to lick”

I was made a vessel, a vessel of gold, a vessel unto honour! The finest amongst all, I was used by the master molded with the finest gold, made with loving hands of the potter, solid, strong, perfect, beautiful and useful.
Along the line something changed in me, I became proud!
Wasn’t I the best?
I mean a vessel of gold, unto honour, used to make exploits, of course! I was the best amongst bests. In fact the best the potter had ever made! I allowed pride to eat me up starting with a little crack in my “supposed” solid nature and it deepened, finally breaking me and rendering me useless
The master saw no need for me, so he decided to throw me out. Seeing my mistakes I cried out!

Shhh….

My master said to me…
“I’ll send you back to the potter to break you, crush you, melt you and remould you”

What a wonder! “Thank you Father” I cried out!

“Thank you Master, but even as I am remoulded, help me to bear the pain”

“My grace is made sufficient for you. For I am strong in your weakness”

by
Odimbu Promise

what is yOuR NAME?

May 2, 2014June 3, 20142 Comments

“What is your name?”
“You mean… my name?”
I could close my eyes in a quick drift in to my spirit to give you an answer….

My name is who I am!
It is not merely a form of identification;
No! It is an embodiment of my whole being
It does not only describe my features
It gives you a description of my origin.
It does not just qualify me as a creature
It introduces you to my creator.
It does not just say I am human
It gives you my meaning.

It is not just about a phase of my life
It is the whole book of my life, as it is written of me.
It is not just about my past, present of future
It is about them three
It is not just, what I can become
It is what I am.
My name is I and I am my name!
You can see it in my eyes…

Just like scientists and their laws
My name and my creator are connected.
I am his product and bear his trademark.
My name is the declaration for the delectation of my creator.
My name is the bedrock of the loss of me…
Remember that I am still thinking of the right answer to your question.
So next time, ask me of my birth name instead of MY NAME.
My birth name could just be a word, but my NAME is something more.

“I am the child of the only living God who created heaven and earth, and who lives forever more.”

Now, that is my name.

By
Ebisike Amarachi

a SWEET DEAL

April 25, 2014May 2, 2014Leave a comment

This is not the first time it would be heard, these little voices in my head
I’m beginning to actually doubt if this could be from my head or does my heart play a major, creating sounds like a broken record; because It seems like these weird voices become clearer when I am in a state after the whole or a part of my heart has been torn apart.
The voice of God, the voice of my spirit and the voice of the devil at times sound exactly the same, so maybe I should neglect them all and be led by what I am being taught in a world of shame, because if mad men hear voices too and are sent to the asylum, then silencing these voices is safe, or maybe trying to do that is actually what will then drive you insane.
But I got a deal;
I do not know if am the only one who has ever had this deal, so I want to extend an invitation to find out if I am the only one of my kind amongst mankind who has had to deal with a deal as inviting as this, if I made a mistake or might get a second chance to reconsider after rejecting initially, this deal that came to me so swiftly from someone I could not see but felt so strongly, so much that I had to speak out loudly before he left me.
Voices
Everyone had at one time or another been led by a whole lot of them but it all boils down to how you respond; then a yes, no, or even deciding to ignore would definitely be recorded to you as one of your choices.
What have you been given? I have fallen and risen times without number that it has caused me to reason, then I found out that since the devil has a cycle that only ends in death and I am still living, then whatsoever he had done or is doing to me would have taken me, but it took Christ to take me in and give me a new beginning. So I am done selling myself cheap; because since we are all farmers, I want to be very careful in the end the things I would reap.
I had a deal;
The enemy comes to destroy, to kill and to steal then Christ comes to give life, forgive sins and to heal; but heaven is His throne and the earth His footstool, sitteth at the right hand of the father, further than all principalities and power, giving me cover and all His blessings He shower but then to be sitteth with Him would be much honor and stress free, that is the point I almost became carefree, the enemy knows that of a truth I am scare free, so whatever he does on earth to me and those I love so dearly doesn’t even move or scare me.
Then that night, with no lights, left alone with the voices, it came as clear as my voice is “will it not be better to just leave this world of pain and death-in, so you can die and go to heaven now that you are standing?” am paraphrasing, but that was the deal.
I knew every word was true but was stunned receiving them from the devil, he wouldn’t like for me to make heaven, but I have been through quite a lot of odds lately, so maybe he is offering it to me now to be even, yes I deserve to rest from all of the…….. hold on, hold on, hold on, the devil never pities no man.
Now I understand the deal, there is something in me that he was trying to steal, having failed a thousand times to keep me down he now wants to accelerate my going up and out of his way in a sweet deal. To shut me up before I start manifesting and working for my father, to reduce me to a mere man who just walked the earth and left weak foot prints on the sea shore which would be soon forgotten on the next wave from the sea, see it was appealing, that is what every Christians dream is, but I was careful not to give in, because as 24,4,5 the letter from Matthew revealeth, the Lord is not after the servant who would return home, but the one who gave His people their meat In due season. I mean in due season.
So this is my reason, to stare death in the face and with the authority in the name of Jesus say no to its deal. I know in the end I would leave this world and heaven is where I am sure to be, but now I have got work to do here: dead to raise, sickness to heal, demons to cast out and seriously the blind has got to see; thank God I resisted this deadly deal, now I am waiting for angels to minister unto me.
A word from God; if you are reading this, and you have had thoughts of suicide or giving in to death, it is not your time, there is something the enemy is trying to cut short. He could not get to you so he is hoping you would help him do it yourself. And you evil spirit, I speak to you directly, by the authority in the name of Jesus, leave that body, in Jesus name I pray, Amen. You are covered by the blood of Jesus, God bless you.

By
Njoku Uchechi

FOR LOVE’S SAKE

December 12, 2013May 2, 20141 Comment

What would you do for love?

Quite a hard question you say. But you know quite well that strange feeling that steered up in you as a young man when asked that awfully big question. Years later you just smile and look at me. A knowing in your eyes say more before the sigh. Tis still a hard question but something changed about the answer didn’t it. Years back a question such as this could spark up a long stream of answers punctuated here and there with the maybe’s and the never’s but time’s past with many a experience gathered and strangely the answer grew shorter. What would you give up to experience true love? What character would you quit just for a chance at the real deal? It may sound bizarre,some may not even accept it but truth is in our very busy jumbled up cacophony of events we call ‘life’ something always stands out if found. It seems to put all events on hold and the world seems to come to a stop. For a moment there you can’t feel your legs and your heart seems eager to beat Usain Bolt’s records. In a split second you feel warmth like never before as LOVE wraps your heart. Once you get a hold you can’t seem to let go! You’ll do anything, change anything to bask in its warm sunshine. When with whom your heart is wound in this cocoon, time loses all urgency, everything could wait a moment longer and a whisper,a smile, a laughter or a sigh would worth more than the crown jewels itself. Ah! You smile cos you know what I speak of or at least the movies have given you a peek into the magic and yes you do know how little if any would be left if love, true love had a price tag on it.
WHAT WOULD GOD DO FOR LOVE’S SAKE
Cos I know we ain’t a bunch of wonder experiments gone wrong or an amazing set of high definition toys I’m sure we were created for something for someone for… You fill it in. See God made us to express a part of Himself that is infact HIS entirety and in fact ours too (for in His image created He them male and female created He them Genesis 1:27). Just like us HE could have anything from anyone at anytime save that one special thing that defines us, LOVE. He sought love in us, we turned our backs on HIM ignorantly but like a love-crazed man HE went on a love-sick mission to get us back though HE knew quite well it was us who needed HIM cos without HIM that void in our soul would never be filled nor satisfied. In HIS search HE found an answer one so daring it had the ability to not only fix us but restore us back to the original state the original love. But daring as it was, this love as many today had a price tag on it. Although it would be the highest that has ever and would ever be required HE was willing for love’s sake and though HE would be risking all, for a chance at love HE would give HIS all (For God so LOVED the world that He GAVE HIS ONLY begotten Son, that whosoever believes in HIM shall not perish but have everlasting life John 3:16). For true love’s sake HE gave HIS all, for you HE gave HIMSELF. Truth is its you who needs HIM yet HE gave anyway. What are you willing to give for love?

CHRISTMAS SPECIAL – WHO IS JESUS TO ME

December 25, 2012May 2, 20142 Comments

Who is Jesus to me you ask? Kind of a funny question. Of course I know its serious but what kind of answer would be appropriate, would contain all my heart longs to say. I know it’s ambiguous but first of all I would like to say WOW. Funny right, I get the fact that I can’t simply say in a word or two who Jesus is to me or how much He means to me but is it because I’m at a lack of proper words to use or is it because I don’t really know what to say, maybe I don’t really know who He is. Puzzling…
Okay let me try again. Jesus, this Jesus is the man I’ve read about in the bible, a hero prophesied about, waited for and didn’t show up in the Old Testament. He in the fulfillment of time as the bible says showed up in the New Testament, a marvel indeed. Although kinda weird to the people of that time, He altered the course of the world before, present and even defied the laws science would one day present. His fame spread far and wide and though He led quite a short yet eventful life, His teachings and Spirit, His miracles and lifestyle has left the world a totally different place. He is the same one known to be the SON OF GOD; but wait that’s not who He is to me. Those are just some truths you already may have come to know.
Just as the world is carefully divided into seven continents, nations spread far and wide, thousands of towns and cities with millions of languages similar and the different and amazingly billions of characters, individualities and yes opinions of whom Jesus is.. but you see I can’t speak for all these people whether saved or not see Jesus but I can speak for myself, I can say how I feel, what I think, the truth I’m sure I know and though ambiguous I still think is impendent I figure out, you figure out who this Jesus is to you.
You see Jesus is the voice that spoke to me when I went wrong as a boy. Jesus was the one who consoled me when no one knew deep down I was hurting. Jesus was the one who drew me to His word as a little boy, teaching and tailoring my life into His masterpiece. Jesus was the one who called out to me every Sunday morning relentlessly until my heart answered to a call to love, light and life. Jesus was the one who had me saved and had to watch while I nailed Him time and again to the cross. Jesus was the one who wept in my insides when I opened my eyes to pornography, to lust, till the very reason my soul could find no peace in God. Jesus, this same Jesus is the one who forgave me all my sins in His mercy but had to repeat the process over and over again because I wouldn’t just stand firm in the victory he had won for me. Yet He kept forgiving me even pleaded my cause at the father’s feet. When my heart was lost in darkness and my conscience sealed as if forever, Jesus was the voice that called out to me still, renewing my once lost love, reinstating me, giving me a life testimony no, a love testimony. all my life I’ve known Him to be my healer cos though He does heal my body, the healing He provides my soul as He does so many others is so sure its value remains eternal. He healed my heart so well that I think it’s new. well it has to be cause though I should feel hurt, I feel joy and where resentment should abide in abundance I find acceptance, I find love, I find Him yes I find Jesus there.
This Jesus is the one who taught me to be strong, to be a man, not the kind that had to be proved with every passing minute NO! He taught me to be a man confident and assured, a man who knows that responsibility is his to bear man without fear but with courage on nothing but the living and true God. This same Jesus was the one who taught me to respect the woman even as He does the Church. so I don’t stay away but just close enough to be a friend and as at when due a lover, a companion, a husband.
I’ve said quite much but permit me to say, this Jesus was the one who saw me in my room alone masturbating, hopelessly loosing the joy of my salvation but he didn’t leave in disgust. He stayed there to caution me, close enough to forgive me when I cried out. This same Jesus saw me struggling and He called His servants together, rallied around to raise an army just for my sake, so that I may still see He loves me and would save me at any cost. This same Jesus rejoiced with me when I came to the realization of the fact that of a truth it is not by works but surprisingly by His own mercy cos He lived, He died, He conquered sin for my sake so I would never struggle cos he knew if I did I would fail. He freed me even before I was born and on that dark September night when I realized this, He smiled with me rejoiced with me for I was once lost but now am found.
You see, this Jesus will be the one I would see when it’s all been said and done. He will stand there and speak for me before the father; He would comfort me of all the wounds and scars the world had to offer. He would love me and forever keep me at His side in His love and light.
Now about the question you asked here’s a clue about what I think of Jesus or as you say ‘who He is to me’. Jesus is my love, my saviour, my inspiration, my God. He is the reason I sing, I live. He is the life in me that makes me smile. He is so many things to me and here’s some more, just kidding. But seriously if I were to use a sentence to say who Jesus is to me, I would say He is my love and He lives inside of me.
by
Ezeonyeka Godswill