I Choose This Place

June 8, 2024Leave a comment

Travellers: We are not sure where to go, neither do we know the way.
This is not a place we’ve been before, shouldn’t we choose the old place?
Pilgrim!?! Why do you still walk like you don’t care what we say?
Don’t you know we have walked through time more times than you have?
P…?

Pilgrim: I’m not walking alone, Don’t you see him?
I’m not going my way, don’t you see it?
The sign posts through His words, don’t you read it?
I’ve tread the path you wish you return to,
It seems more predictable but it’s wealth is empty, don’t you know it?
I’m not led by my will, don’t you feel it?

Traveller: Feel what?

Pilgrim: His presence, don’t you see the light – HIs light?
I’ve seen the rain, seen sun, I’ve felt peace, felt storm,
I was dead but now, I live,
Trust me, Life is home for me.
I would walk through thorns and rough paths
Cause I know its Him leading the way.
I can walk though fire, He said I would not be burned.
It’s as certain as His word says it.
He knows the way and we follow
Through His word, I won’t dash my feet against a stone,
No matter how bumpy the road may be.

Travellers: How do you have such insight?
We are greyed with the years of experience
But we have not known such things with much conviction.
We have heard but we have not seen,
We have learned but have not lived,
We store up words but reject the life,
We teach but do not repent ourselves.

Pilgrim: Faith is our sight.
I do not see the thoughts of my heart,
They are deceitful.
I choose to walk where He walks
I choose to run where He runs
His word is light to my path,
It’s safe in His arms,
I choose this place.

Jahz_Rhythm
©2024

Gone prodigal again

March 3, 2024July 16, 2024Leave a comment

_I did it again!_
Left my place of rest in search of fading bliss
I called ‘inheritance’ what was mere gifts
Dropped my daily routine to unwind with wild parties
Past achievements that have become ashes
I knew I was out of power but the fan’s still turning in my direction and it felt cool
I knew my embers were getting cold but I couldn’t resist the urge to dance without recharging and see what it felt like
I knew my light was getting dimmer but I claimed I was shining in the darkness
Away from my Source
Away from who made me son
Away from my true inheritance
Away from my natural habitat

_I did it again!_
How can I face Father this time with shoes on?
How can I expect his forgiveness after the limit for a day?
How can I tell him his robe got torn?
How can I tell him the reason I am back was the memory of the tasty beef in my mouth?
That I want to be welcomed again?
That He was right and I lived wrong again?
How can I tell him I did it again?

Hannah DGinus
©2024

El Roi

March 2, 2024Leave a comment

Stronger than your pain,
Deeper than your thoughts,
Is the one who sees you – El ROI

Ebubechi

Nothing on You

March 1, 2024Leave a comment

The past got nothing
On you,
Yesterday is gone
Today you’re healed,
Safe and secure.

Ebubechi

God or Yourself?

February 12, 2024February 11, 2024Leave a comment

Who told a lie
God or yourself,
You’ve been told
You could fly

If your heart masters
The art,
To be still and just
Fly.

Who told a lie
God or yourself,
Since your wings
Soar not

And your head
Lift not,
Who told a lie
God or yourself
For the mountains that
Move not,
And the storms that cease not
For the wealth foretold

And the beautiful future
Unseen,
For the health promised and
And the peace assured
For every promises
Unfulfilled,
And every delay suffered
SUE YOUR UNBELIEF.

Ebubechi
© 2024

I choose this place

December 18, 2023Leave a comment

If light and darkness
Could fill the same space
At the same time

Then sin and righteousness
Could co-exist

Then I could love
And hate
And it would be cool

Or I could curse
And bless
With no fuss

Life could be easier
Being in every place

I could be the killer at night
And the healer when it dawns

And I could be the revealer
And concealer
Of truths or lies

But light has its place
And darkness owns its space

And in darkness,
I could sin
And hate
And curse
And kill
And lie

But in light,
I love, I bless, I heal, I speak truth
I am the righteousness of God

In the space of darkness
I owned not myself
I was bound
And did as compelled

But in the place of light
I live freely
Bonded only by love

So,
I choose freely
To stay with light
To live as light
To die as light

I choose the place of light
I choose this place

by Steven Kator Iorfa

Be Better Salt

July 25, 2023July 24, 2023Leave a comment

Be better salt
The unique taste you bring
Even in your smallest unit
Make a huge difference
Don’t try to compromise it
Just because fools don’t see your worth
You are good for more things than nothing
You are the salt of the earth
Without you, even in your smallest form; the earth lacks some form of taste.

Be a light, be the greater light
Don’t hide your light under a bushel
Just to look cool
Don’t keep your flames down
Because you’re afraid others will get burned
You are a light, and yours will light them up
You are the light of the world
Your presence reveals the beauty of creation

Be the one
Creation gets excited to see
Be the one
That gives it hope
You are the ‘I am’ on earth

Pearlythoughtz
©2023

Forgive!

July 13, 2023July 17, 2023Leave a comment

Good day, friends,

Today, during our freestyle session, we fixed our gaze on
Forgiveness Benefits. Niel stirred the ship in the right direction with his words at about 9:09 AM. He wrote;

I forgive forgiveness
Left my cares on Jesus
Half a blunt discussion
I see no reduction

Enough eyes for the wrong head
Love max like the Lord said
That side that the Lord bled
Whose spear? We do not care
Monster, no be loch Ness
Get hurt and I get stressed
Choose light but I don’t drag
Love rice and I cook spag
I street light to the Most High
Most High!

Hot right? That’s the way we do things here and it was just getting better. Feast on the words Uba Isoje at about 9:42 AM.

Whose spear?
Definitely not Britney
My worship, beautiful symphony
My life, ain’t no phony
Whose Akon when you got the Holy Spirit
I ain’t lonely
Once life was Thor
I was Loki
A shadow of my identity
l just dey lowkey
Slowly, the word grew me
I live free, abba paid the fee
Remission to forgiveness
This Life now makes sense
Na why I dey follow gate
I no dey jump fence 路

Sleeky!!!! sleeky!!!!! Uba showed his prowess with the word play but Niel wasn’t done, read what he had to say to Uba;

I no dey jump first
Walk through the _waka’s_ circumference
I am a godly attendance
And I out-prance
The grudge nonsense
When I get bitter, I give space
Lord, when you talk am, the net flicks
Casting is wrong until God speaks
And I touch sticks with the future QuChi
God’s love is a call of duty

A blend of faith diced with features from the popular CODM, and no, he doesn’t play games, he’s into Anime. Niel’s word caught the attention of his friend, Mindsmith. This was what he had to say to him;

But this COD speaks heart shots
Burning like amazons kindle paper
Guided by abba, and if _uche bu akpa_ then sanctify this bag of thoughts.
Hurt and hurting but love be fronting
To err is human but bitterness? Never

I nor de jump fence, too heavy, na for this heart God love condense
Nwa the good shepherd, I sheep through life
So even with an abattoir before me, my ship too light
The ship na relationship with abba tor.

And the light? Na street light to the most high
Na Dutchman cos e too fly
Solar powered, my energy is from the son, so when I shine my light, forgiveness na the norm.

What do they say about friends that dine together? I will leave that for you to figure out. This was Niel’s reply;

Free kick, he kicked
I just frolicked
Hands on ploughs of Spirit profit
What is Whot when God has picked it?
Could have never gotten to the Niel on fleshy
Bless me with this
Love till it sticks

But peace
Be the reason that I get peace
Tell me tellings that will not cease
I been smiling in forgiveness
I am Jonah on a beach, please

I don’t know what Niel was on but it made him spit fire!!! I am sure that’s what caught Ebube’s eye.

I’m in great need of this love that forever speaks,

That through blood stooped low and carefully picked.

This love need to stick so when I’m painfully kicked,

I just stylishly move
back to gather strength not to punch back,

But to smile and embrace JOHN, forgive JOY, infact forgive both and move on with ceaseless joy.

Women and love sha! But it was a beautiful piece! Don’t you agree? Mindsmith dropped his verse at about 1:28 PM.

Harboured hate hovered holding hand-held half-hostilities, having heads heavily hanging without humour

While
Actively aborting all attempts at attaining anthropomorphism above angels, avoiding Godhood altogether

And
Tactically turning tails towards the truth to tell tales that tore trails towards false teachings

Till
Eventually evading every expressive embrace, ending exemption from enmity

Because
Divisive decisions delayed doings driving divine deals down drains dug from delusions

And
Inciting inimical decisions indicting even I

But…
Err, err, even enemies endeared, every effort expended towards forgiveness

Now
Decisions decided, delusions divided, dutifully delivered daily till *hate died*

Mindsmith’s mind webbed words together to create a masterpiece but the best way to sure end the freestyle is to have UC Truth drop heavy bars. Don’t stay caged by his art!

“I for give” nothing.
Not a regret I ever want to have because I plan to die empty.

Unlike the first time when I died from an excess of pride. Was so full of myself.
Brim spilling guts of a broken man, a broken boy, a boy so broke he couldn’t pay anything. or anyone.

Attention was too much of a price for a mind that always wondered about the roads to tomorrow. Will there be a path after the curves beyond what I can see? Will I ever buoy or am I doomed to perish at sea?
Will my eyes blink success with every closing lid?
I needed to figure tomorrow today when the worries of today already had me bloated, yet my tomorrow was figure eight. Lean cow that will never swallow nothing, even if a seer dreamed.

My hope was Shapeless and I knew it, like the earth before breath spoke to form it. Like jollof rice turned to vomit. Hollow me had nothing to give.

So “I for give” is not what I want to ever say. When a need is to be met by someone i want to be there.
For giving will never go out of fashion, as long as long as mended spirits sew.

A few seeds will leave us a forest. Lives will be blessed by the shades we’ll spread.

But we’ll never see the need to be giving, until we understand how much we were given, when we got forgiven.

And that’s it! I hope as much as you have enjoyed beautiful words crafted into masterpieces, you don’t ignore the message buried deep in each word. See you soon!

#FreestyleFriday, Forgiveness Benefits