Penspeak 2017: The Definition

There are so many ways to tell this story, but looking back now, I am so glad I lived it.

When a man meets a good idea, he knows he is set for a world of benefits but when a man meets a God idea, he knows, it will only take God to accomplish it. Penspeak was borne for the writer and his audience, a time to experience the sweet romance between words and the message they carry, between the dexterity of the pen and the Spirit from which it flows. It is a time envisioned to cause a definite change to birth something new or revive what is dying; One stage, One mic, One Spirit and for those glorious hours, nothing else matters but the truth and it sure does set one free.

Every year it has been a blessing to the team and the audience of Nsukka to see what God can do with what an untrained mind would call “mere words”, yet again in less than a month we are yet to experience much more, inexplicably more what God is set to wrought through this massive vision. To say in specific words what one could expect is to belittle the awe, God is preparing for the expectant heart, so I am going to just say this…

Keep your eyes and ears peeled for details
Cause they are coming…

And when they do, be kind enough to tell a friend, any friend

Because one thing is certain
There is no way any one would leave that hall without a specific blessing

Grace.

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Forgotten Dream; the poem

If we do not chase our dreams, what is the point in having them?

If we will be held back by the ones we so love
If we will continue to let down the ones we trust
What is the point?
My sacrifices, my time, my deeds my works
My rags filthy…
Who cares?
Is there really any need to keep on?
Does this one life really matter?
Whose life have I touched?
When I give in to greed and lust…
Held tight in the grips of sin and pride
Magnifying myself yet dying inside
Proclaiming myself a matyr
Claiming what goes on doen’t matter
Yes I don’t seem to care
And that’s my secret weapon
My self appointed sheild of armour
Treating faith like it’s a long lost honour
Why do I still dream??
Plagued by visions of happy faces
Smiles in many places
They haunt me so
They speak of a life I do not yet know
One that I can only hope to attain
One that doesn’t seem so vain
One of love, fearing no disdain
For this day yet again, I dream
I dream a nightmare so sweet I’m so afraid
Afraid to leap
Leap in faith
Let go of my doubts and trust in the one beyond the clouds
What is the point of having dreams, if we can never live it out?
Here comes the curve ball
Who says I can’t?
No really who says I can’t?
Are they God?
Scratch that…Am I God?
What right do I have to decree what He has not said concerning me?
To speak against His good pleasing and perfect will towards me
The preparation of the saints He would call it
The fire furnace that holds no malice
The crucible before I hold the chalice
I must therefore stay in the fight
I must not give up my dreams He says
No matter how hard
No matter how hard
Through the tears, through the disappointments
I will give you rest
I will give you joy, peace, love beyond any regret
What is the point of having dreams you ask beloved?
To stand and watch as I craft the picture I have painted…

Faith Like New Wings.

What are you so afraid of?

That of all you think you have sacrificed He still requires more and more and then all?,

That the only way you can gain is by loosing everything except your soul?

Tell me,

What are you so afraid of? 

That your love for God comes before your love for others?

Or that just because you took up your cross yesterday does not cover up for the cross you haven’t carried today. 

That the world as you know it is rapidly changing and all it has ever taught you is a lie?

What are you so afraid of?

That your daily death to self is one you will live to see? Or that in actual sense the rapture you seek starts from within?

Tell me,

Are you afraid,

Of the  Truth that is bound to change your theology and frisk you out of mediocrity,

Be encouraged instead.

Because conviction of the life of Christ in you will knock you off a pride cliff, your feet will fail and you will surely fly. 

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