Category: Poems

HIS WITNESS

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In truth, I speak him aloud
In words, I pick his existence
For he is the lamb, the lamp to your feet
For he is also the lion, your pavilion when all seems wrong.

In letters I adore him
Even beyond the latter years
Your tears now his care
Even when the world yells fear
Still he is fair enough
To bear your regret
And call you into his fold.

In sickness, when all hope seems faded
In every disappointment, when the future seems broken
Like a fracture to the brain
O yes! Yes He is with you

To heal your diseases
To reveal carefully that it’s not disappointment
But “this is my appointment”
All for seasons,
And beyond the seasons
Very much christ is alive to give you rest………..

He is here!
He is there!
He is with you dear!

Iamthealchemist
2016.

Love refreshing

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I wonder what God was thinking when He made you,
Made you so perfect and pure yet no one had a clue

Of what made he you so unique, you so blue!
So sleek, so sweet and so true!

That every time,‎ I look at you
All I see is a reflection of me. What a perfect view!

If you were a word in English no matter the tense
I can’t help but over emphasize your importance with little or no stress

I can’t over stress I’m afraid you will break in this glass
So I’d rather go do the maths

Do some add ups and draw your graph
You’re so priceless, you’re worth more than a million ducats

Can’t thank you enough for what you have done
If you were combined with soap, all my dirt would be gone

You leave no stain unwashed, not even one
I’ve seen many like you‎, but you stand out

Like a gun all these thoughts keep aiming at my brain, what a storm

As I was about to drink you alone
You this chilled cup of water in the sun!

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Olaoye Adeleye
(c) 2016

WE…

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we see and claim not to see

we  bleed and cover it with our hands

our hearts are broken and yet we claim to be steel

we still cover our tears, the torn souls we are with smiles

we claim to be fine contradicting our state a thousand times

we see the savior but allow our pride to deprive us of salvation

we could boldly claim that the hot coal can’t burn us

and deceive ourselves when he affirm that millions will fall by our sides and we would be the last man standing

we are hopeless in our hope to marry the rope when they perceive our trouble

we are lies claiming to be truth

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This is how we roll!

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Mutants are not miserly because their trust issues have been dealt with.

Mutants do very little, they have Faith.

Everything mutants do in the Kingdom is Faith- that is how we ‘roll’

Mutants speak Love- that is how we express ourselves.

Mutants are always at ease- it is a trust thing you know.

Mutants have all that they need- they receive them daily the mutant way.

Mutants DO nothing because everything has been DONE.

Mutants only have to carry their little bags Faith, about in the Kingdom.

Mutants carry their little bags by just expressing themselves through the mutant father-tongue, so you see why we are always at ease. Hmmm Cool!

The more mutants speak, the more they are transformed, transformed to be like Christ- this is the ultimate reason for the mutation!

Mutants never die, they have already died at the cross where Jesus died and rose when He did just by believing.

If the son of snake is a snake, then the son of God is a God- it’s simple ‘Mathegenetics’!

Mutants are sons of God because Jesus is Son of Man- ‘mathegenetically’ speaking!

Mutants like Jesus, are totally God, totally Man! He is our big brother the Bible says

Mutants are the supernatural beings that I call Theo-Sapiens.

Mutants cannot sin because the gene that codes for sin has been spliced off and replaced with Spirit Gene.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

#EVERYDAYJESUS is our encyclopedia (UC Truth)

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Let me show you what happened to you when you believed in Jesus

‘Just one thing’
Follow through
NLT 1Cor 2
7 No, the wisdom we speak of is the mystery of God—his plan that was previously hidden, even though he made it for our ultimate glory before the world began.
[A wisdom was PREVIOUSLY hidden (past tense)]

8 But the rulers of this world have not understood it; if they had, they would not have crucified our glorious Lord.
[They didn’t understand it, the devils are not as smart as you think]

So if you are not a believer but a professor, you are being controlled by the spirit of disobedience, hence…

Ephesians 2
1 Once you were dead because of your disobedience and your many sins. 2 You used to live in sin, just like the rest of the world, obeying the devil—the commander of the powers in the unseen world. He is the spirit at work in the hearts of those who refuse to obey God.
[Commander of the powers in the unseen world
He is the spirit at work in people’s hearts………. But not everyone’s heart
#Storyforanothertime]

Let’s go back to Paul’s letter to The Corinthians.We have seen that a wisdom was HIDDEN previously; Meaning it has been revealed

To who??

First; 1Cor 2:9 NLT
9 That is what the Scriptures mean when they say,
“No eye has seen, no ear has heard,
and no mind has imagined
what God has prepared
for those who love him.

[This scripture is often used for believers, be careful]

Read in context, next verse clears it

”10 But it was to us that God revealed these things by his Spirit. For his Spirit searches out everything and shows us God’s deep secrets.”

So when someone comes along and says ‘eyes have not seen’
And is talking to a believer

Most times they think on a material thing or a promise God is ‘YET’ to fulfil…

That’s not what the bible teaches!!

It says, those things that EYES cannot see, have been revealed to us.
That why John wrote this:
1John 1 NLT

1 We proclaim to you the one who existed from the beginning, whom we have heard and seen. We saw him with our own eyes and touched him with our own hands. He is the Word of life. 2 This one who is life itself was revealed to us, and we have seen him. And now we testify and proclaim to you that he is the one who is eternal life. He was with the Father, and then he was revealed to us.

[The MYSTERY the world couldn’t understand is fulfilled in one person, CHRIST!!]

God is no more ‘mysterious’ to you.

 And we have received God’s Spirit (not the world’s spirit), so we can know the wonderful things God has freely given us.
When we tell you these things, we do not use words that come from human wisdom. Instead, we speak words given to us by the Spirit, using the Spirit’s words to explain spiritual truths. But people who aren’t spiritual can’t receive these truths from God’s Spirit. It all sounds foolish to them and they can’t understand it, for only those who are spiritual can understand what the Spirit means. Those who are spiritual can evaluate all things, but they themselves cannot be evaluated by others.

For, “Who can know the LORD’s thoughts?
Who knows enough to teach him?”
But we understand these things, for we have the mind of Christ.

The revelation is the message of Christ.
That’s what was and is still HID – Not to those who haven’t heard but to those that has not believed.

Lastly, Paul admonished;
2 Cor 4 NLT

2 We reject all shameful deeds and underhanded methods. We don’t try to trick anyone or distort the word of God. We tell the truth before God, and all who are honest know this.
3 If the Good News we preach is hidden behind a veil, it is hidden only from people who are perishing.

4 Satan, who is the god of this world, has blinded the minds of those who don’t believe. They are unable to see the glorious light of the Good News. They don’t understand this message about the glory of Christ, who is the exact likeness of God.
5 You see, we don’t go around preaching about ourselves. We preach that Jesus Christ is Lord, and we ourselves are your servants for Jesus’ sake.

…Then down to the verse….

13 But we continue to preach because we have the same kind of faith the psalmist had when he said, “I believed in God, so I spoke.”14 We know that God, who raised the Lord Jesus, will also raise us with Jesus and present us to himself together with you.

15 All of this is for your benefit. And as God’s grace reaches more and more people, there will be great thanksgiving, and God will receive more and more glory.

[That’s how God benefits and takes Glory
In Christ being preached, his authority been exercised.]

We have the same spirit of Faith (mystery revealed)
We have believed, so we speak

We are not in a cloud of ignorance.
What happens is God is not stereotyped,
He is diverse…….

Hence spiritual things are taught…Paul taught the Corinthian church.

That’s what we get better acquainted with as we are taught. There are things that you open a believers eyes to and they are able to walk better in their authority.

See? Christ’s love explained!!

Eph 3 NLT
7 By God’s grace and mighty power, I have been given the privilege of serving him by spreading this Good News.
8 Though I am the least deserving of all God’s people, he graciously gave me the privilege of telling the Gentiles about the endless treasures available to them in Christ.

9 I was chosen to explain to everyone this mysterious plan that God, the Creator of all things, had kept secret from the beginning.

Scriptures don’t contradict

The mystery of God is in one person fulfilled and preached, CHRIST. Read carefully,
God’s mystery was revealed through us.

That’s when the principalities learnt the mystery,
The wisdom of God

10 God’s purpose in all this was to use the church to display his wisdom in its rich variety to all the unseen rulers and authorities in the heavenly places.

11 This was his eternal plan, which he carried out through Christ Jesus our Lord.
12 Because of Christ and our faith in him, we can now come boldly and confidently into God’s presence.
…

14 When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father,15 the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth.16 I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will empower you with inner strength through his Spirit. 17 Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. 18 And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.

Now let me show you a secret to power, its funny too….
It strengthens you not to quit, and enables you to work at the same time

19 May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.

Experiencing God’s Love…
Many believers don’t see God as Love.

Now that’s the one thing I have seen that bible says is ‘TOO GREAT’ to ‘FULLY’ understand.

This explains why I haven’t seen one person who ‘fully’ walks in God’s power like Jesus did. Open yourself up to God’s love
A Christian is someone who receives freely from God.

If you have to ‘pay’ for it……:roll:

That’s why I tell people academic excellence is not received from God, Because you work to pass.

And unbelievers are graduating with first class too.
Yet they have not received it from God?!

Jesus didn’t die so you become the president.
NO!!

However if you become the president, don’t stop preaching and saving men.

Use your sphere, popularity, influence, strength and even weaknesses to peach how mighty one person is

Remember the wisdom we know of a mystery that used to be

CHRIST DIED, CHRIST ROSE AGAIN.

We preach Him.
And this wisdom is brought through the Spirit we have received

I am saved
I am righteous
I have God’s wisdom

Glory to God

FOOTPRINTS

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Dear reader, hold my hand
As we take a walk through time
Time immemorial, ages immortal
Up till today, ending in tomorrow.
Starting form the stone age, through the prehistoric period
Jumping to the Renaissance, colonisations,
Zooming off to the apartheid
–have you been observing?
What do you see?
Well, I’ll tell you my observations,
I’ve seen birth, growth, happiness, laughter
Sadness, disgrace, shame, pain, mourning,
Success, achievement, death.
From age to age, millennium to millennium
The same cycle goes on, birth to death.
Hmm— pretty drab, isn’t it?
Come closer, observe, it always ends with death
But there’s something else….. Footprints
Footprints in the sands of time
Made and stamped, by humans, not aliens
Boy, do they look pretty!
Know this- footprints in the sands of time
Are not made sitting down
If you want to be recognised, remembered,
You must learn to do this simple things
Do what you love, and love what you do
That does the trick.
Yeah, with God on your side too,
Else you’ll just become another boring story.
Strive, reader, strive to leave your stamp
And dear, make it indelible.
Emm okay, less talk, Godspeed.

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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The Almond Fruit (Symolean Goodest)

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The Almond tree in front of Ajanwachukwu Hostel has never stopped reminding me that the platitude, “opportunity comes but once”, is nothing but a fallacy meant to dissuade milksops from working harder when their attempt ends in the annals of failures.
The leaves steaming life reminds me of the enthusiasm that once burnt my heart. It was the perfect depiction of the future I always wanted on the tree; the kind of future where I am the perfect description of “blessed”; where wealth transcends these alien physicalities that get men disenchanted. It was the kind of future that you’d always wish ends up like the story of Cinderella ( not that I ever had the early Cinderella life though).
I looked at the stem and the ugliness my eyes greeted was this ash-coloured, bland looking thing that is nowhere better than the remains of a burnt car. That was my story, you know. I flew from one stage of fame to another; had a syzygy of successes only to crash land in the desert of confusion not quite far from the Sahara Desert. It was a me, myself and I struggle. I looked at the apex of this ever life steaming tree only to find out that I was now nowhere close to the first sheet of leaves that I had been on. I wished that I had at least ended up there instead of this grace to grass travel. I despaired seeing other fruits miles above me; some close to the apogee of this tree; freely seeing things miles away from the gaze of the tree. I could see flowers sprouting out on various parts of the tree announcing that new fruits would soon be in the making. The tree growing in beauty, offering more shade to people who seeked protection from the never ending torment of the sun; yet, I was lying helplessly on the cold ground begging that another opportunity be given to me to be attached to this mighty tree where fruits flourish. I wished that I was not the one that has turned gray; that I was the one hanging and dancing to the violin played by the wind and that I was still green waiting to get ripe one day…… I could see the constant repetition of beds of leaves and wonder why the tree had the privilege of creating such a feature at intervals yet nothing could be done to get me fixed once again to this tree that I cherished. It was not as though I fell off the tree on my own; the wind had viciously blown me away and the tree never cared to tighten it’s grip of me even when I pleaded not to be let go of.
I believed what I heard the ladies that passed by were saying. One of them that deftly daubed her face with different shades of make-up had told the churchy-looking one to take hold the opportunity that had come her way to have this man of her dream in her life and stamped her opinion with the fact that opportunity comes but once.
that was when I gave up the fight. I need not try again Afterall, even humans understand that opportunity is transient and can only last as long as the external beauties of ladies.
So, when the other fruits got ripe and served as the delight of children who showered stones on the tree, I was still found fighting decay. But the rain surprised me. I burgeon a new life. Now, I am a young Almond tree.

Hope you got the moral. Every works together for our good