#EVERYDAYJESUS is Immanuel

I think I am a really busy person-busy with necessary business: I am a final year student in her last semester so that spells STUDY and PROJECT! I am also a start-up entrepreneur, you may not find it necessary but for me, purpose and life needs funding- if you understand what I mean. I am committed to a local church because that is part of my responsibilities. I am also human therefore I need to eat, sleep, launder for ‘me’ and also ensure that I don’t become an “I”. I am also a girl who loves looking good so I need some time for that every day. And oh, I have lectures to attend, and guess what, the lecturers swept the official time table under the carpet. Also I have found myself, so I have to always speak up- I WRITE! And ultimately, I am a Christian therefore my spirit needs word grooming every day! That is what I survive on.

I have just 24 hours just like everyone else, therefore I have to plan every day, the day before and of course updating my to-do list every night. I make plans everyday but sometimes, some things wouldn’t just go as planned.

The pressures of my great everyday busyness formed my every day cares.

My project is really slow now because my research samples are a bit funny- human breast milk! Getting them is really not a joke. I am not even done with chapter one- that is if have a chapter one now. I have to complete and defend my project come mid-July- this is June already. I also have to contribute my daily quota to the Kingdom by writing and living.

Oh how I plan and work at my daily schedule diligently but how things choose to move pretty slowly, my project for one. In fact today, I had to re-adjust a letter I wrote to a hospital just after being delayed for three days by my department to get it endorsed! I mean I don’t have all that time.

Well, somehow I discovered that I was unruffled and unstressed by my many stress. I was and am still rested. I have learned to rest on the truth that that He is IMMANUEL to me, the God that is ever with me. I also stay on the truth that I have JESUS, the saving God. He didn’t just save my soul, He saves my day every day. In fact His job description is saving me! He is still saving situations for me daily.

I am comforted by the truth that I am His care. He loves me more than I love myself therefore He understands the urgency of my needs and cares so much more than I think I do. I love the truth that He will never, ever leave me or abandon me in any mess. I don’t like to mess up but even if go messy, He shows me mercy. Cleaning up my mess is not my business but His. I am His business. Yahweh has infinite methods of doing the same thing.

God never depends on our action or inaction to work things out, He depends on my trust for DADDY! He is Abba father, and daddy never lacks a plan so I think I am safe!

Cast all your anxieties upon the lord for He cares for you- 1 Peter 5: 7(NIV)

…And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”- Matthew 28:20b (NIV)

 

I TRIED

I tried friends
I felt surrounded but loneliness abode
I was looking for acceptance
Expectations were too high
*I stood no chance
Disappointment…
Loneliness…
Neglect…

I tried music
It worked…
For a while
The songs that always seemed to capture my feelings
Made me feel all the more*
Disappointment
Loneliness
Neglect

I was sinking
Spiralling into depression
I was merely existing
No reason to live

Gloom

Then, stained glass, pulpit, pews.
I found Him.
I’m dead now
Yes, He took over my life
The depression, loneliness, neglect cease to exist
I have a reason to live
No need to grieve
I feel so full of life

Let me do the introductions…
Meet Jesus
My friend, my brother
One like no other
The Lord of lords
Who opens doors
The ancient of days
He does what he says
The beginning and the end
Yes, He’s Godsend
And
You are
The one who needs Him
Just three steps
I believed
I received
I had faith
I tried?
I tried no more
It’s not too late.

Adewunmi Ifejesu
Official CAP Team Poet

#EVERYDAYJESUS is a hair freak!

“…But the very hairs of your head are all numbered”- Matthew 10:30(KJV)

When I was born, I had over 15000 hair follicles and I don’t have exactly the same number with everyone else, He took my initial hair count or let’s say he knew the number already. Right?

As I grow older, every day somehow, some hair follicles begin to die and some of my hairs would definitely fall out no matter how good I am with my regimen. I don’t have the same hair count everyday most times yet he keeps a count or let’s say that takes another count.

Sometimes I am careless with my hair or maybe I am either too broke or busy to change my weave therefore my hairs fall- and He takes another count.

I might even decide to do a big chop especially now that I want to go ‘black and natural’ so he will definitely do a before and after big chop hair count.

Other times my beauty mode would be activated and I would take care of pretty old hair and I do know that Jesus would recount. In fact He would be the only one who would know how much exactly old hair improved.

My point is that my hair number is not constant and would change naturally or at my own will.

He is not just busy counting my hairs but yours too! So c’mon He is either a hair freak or a ‘me’ freak!

Both ways I am glad that counting my hairs is on His daily to-do list. Whether He does it while I am running about my busyness or while I sleep it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that Jesus is more hair freak than and I love Him for that.

 

#EVERYDAYJESUS is our state of origin

1 John  3:9

“Whosoever is born of God doth not commit sin; for his seed remaineth in him: and he cannot sin, because he is born of God.”

There is a “for” and a “because” in that verse. They give the reason why they don’t commit sin. After the first statement about committing sin, you should see that the second one is actually something like this: and he cannot COMMIT SIN …. BECAUSE…(His mouth will hang if he tries to lie?”)
Because he is born of God

He first says FOR HIS SEED REMAINS IN HIM.
His seed being in you is the guarantee of never sinning.

Sin, there, is to not have his seed in you. Sin there is to not be born of him. The one born of him cannot sin because a birth cannot be reversed

It is a matter of IMPOSSIBILITY.

#EVERYDAYJESUS is my love affair.

“But the hour is coming and now is when the true worshipers will worship the father in spirit and truth; for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. “ God is Spirit and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.”- John 4:23-24 (NKJV).
Therefore, I urge you, brothers in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God –this is your spiritual act of worship. –Romans 12:1 (NIV).
Worship is my love affair with the King of Kings. Worship is my relationship with I AM. Worship is yielding to His voice.
Worship is having my bath twice a day at least just to impress the King of Kings.
Worship is guarding my nakedness jealously for Him because my body belongs to Him.
Worship is sleeping with a big and beautiful smile because I know that He is right there watching me sleep.
Worship is using the right cosmetics and fragrance to be properly groomed for Him alone.
Worship is eating and exercising right just to keep His temple strong and fit.
Worship is taking care of my hair and skin for Him alone- He knows my every detail including the number of hairs on my head.
Worship is dressing soft, gentle and feminine; for that will give Him so much pleasure.
Worship is walking tall and gentle- I am His princess.
Worship is my chastity and purity, for His name is Jealous.
Worship is being patient with Him in my waiting just because I love Him- love is patient.
Worship is my love affair with the King of Kings.
I am confident that He is not too busy to take note of the little things I do to impress Him. He loves me and I love Him too. I know that He reads those little things that I write to Him to bring smiles to His beautiful face. I am waiting for that day I will behold His beautiful face. I know the contagious radiance of His presence. I bask in His love and presence.
And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to Him must believe that He exists and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him.
Hebrew 11: 6. (NIV).

#EVERYDAYJESUS won’t force you (Symolean Mikado Goodest)

The sight his eyes met when he moved his head in favour of the shadow behind the open window was one he’d always wished would last for eternity. It reminded him of all the dreams he had clung to as a little boy and how time has orchestrated his total distancing from his hopes.

The lush vegetation quietly dancing to the rhythm of the soft wind called to mind how at ease he had always been even when it was as though life was beating an unknown drum beat for him to dance to.

He had decided to wear insensitivity as his armour against the hurts that people were bound to shoot him with, with and without cause. He never assumed that this new found harbour of solace, the one he had built would be to his own undoing. He had tried as much as possible to convince himself that it has never actually been his fault that he got drenched in the rain of despair but the more he tried to erect an edifice of alibi, the more he saw his shortcomings. It wasn’t as though anyone had come with the mindset of getting his heart broken like a glass that slips from one’s hand but how it normally ends up turned him from a child full of vigour to one who has over a quarter of his days spent in despondency. He could not get his eyes off the lawn where the starlings busied themselves jumping from the hibiscus flowers that served as the boundary and perhaps eat the insects that came for a feast on the nectars. He could not place himself in the story written right before his eyes. He was like the insects that troubles had made it’s assignment to destroy. He looked at the starlings and saw more of his old self (though he never really got involved in destroying others). That was how his life had been a few years ago.

He had been the paragon of cheerfulness and revelry until the thought to free himself of all that really mattered to him grew as tall as the Iroko. Loneliness became a thing to give a warm embrace, at least to run away from the never ending debacle that people brought to his heart.

He tried to convince himself that no one was worth living for and if need for counsel arises, he could always get involved in emotional whoring to relieve his chest  of his burden, though he would be reticent. At least, that would be safer than letting a foe hiding in your skin as friend divulge your secrets to enemies you already know.

He could see his life at the brink of getting shattered. The solace he had ran to finally turned to an enemy bent on turning him to a man marked with the kind of insanity only solitude could offer.

He would never admit his plight. He swallowed his pains and fears hard although deep within he knew he could have asked for help from the master but his ego never allowed him.

He was the pharisee that was blind but never admitted to Jesus that he may have sight. He died blind.

John 9:35-41
Jesus heard that they had put him out, and meeting him He said, Do you believe in and adhere to the Son of Man or the Son of God?

He answered, Who is He, Sir? Tell me, that I may believe in and adhere to Him.

Jesus said to him, You have seen Him; [in fact] He is talking to you right now.

He called out, Lord, I believe! [I rely on, I trust, I cleave to You!] And he worshiped Him.

Then Jesus said, I came into this world for judgment [as a Separator, in order that there may be  separation between those who believe on Me and those who reject Me], to make the sightless see and to make those who see become blind.

Some Pharisees who were near, hearing this remark, said to Him, Are we also blind?

Jesus said to them, If you were blind, you would have no sin; but because you now claim to have sight, your sin remains. [If you were blind, you would not be guilty of sin; but because you insist, We do see clearly, you are unable to escape your guilt.]

Everyday Jesus will only help if you allow him…