A Death and A Letter

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This is a letter.

Written in replacement,
Yet original and single.
I had lost a light, 
A crown born from trouble.

One day I ask myself if it really is true when it is said, ‘opportunity knocks but once’? Is it truly so that throughout our few years on earth,  God is planning, for a few moments?

I thought of how I got saved by one man’s obedience, how I ignored that same sacrifice and yet as I jerked and backslid forward into the Democratic Republic of Damnation, screaming ‘it’s my life’ to the one who gave me life… His mercies still renewed every morning.

I am not the me I used to be and I am no me without him. So it would make sense that I live an eternal servant of the King who saved me from stabbing myself to death from the broken pieces of my heart…

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The Creasing

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They don’t see the act,
So my countenance is
a surprise.

Invisible blood
stains my past
from a future
that will never happen.

They don’t know
the whole story,
So my transfiguration is
a shock;
Electrifying tracks
Reverberate true
my train of thought,
heavy with arc-using,
defusing my joy.

Slowly,
I shake it off,
Its just guilt,
Decreasing.

ASSUMPTION: My Valley

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With the whole BBM craze in this country of mine, came an inclination amongst the youth of the nation to ping.

BBM pins flew all over the social media soliciting both friend and foe alike to go ahead and ping them. In short, the BBM craze became the new rat race amongst the youth of the African race.

Now, I was from a conservative family that took no interest in current trends, but I was in a circle of friends who were hooked to those very trends.

And for every trend they got hooked unto, my words and actions seemed to be the rehab that cured them… or so I thought… ‘Cos every time I thought I had them unhooked, I gloried in my own assumption that my conservative family had taught me a lot so much so that my thought pattern or process was an exclusive set amongst the universal set of these “trend addicts”.

Little did I know that my thinking was to be my own folly that would act as a pulley to pull me from my “mountain” of glory into this despair which I talk about now… the valley. The valley which I actually created for myself by always assuming that I was in charge not until I was then charged with theft.

A theft I never committed, but being blinded by the high speed lane which my assumptions had taken me in pursuit of personal glory, I never slowed down to look at things on a grand scale. Not until the theft happened and all other things were set on autopilot. You can call it “Grand Theft Auto” only that this time it wasn’t in Miami, rather it was on my “Andy”… Yeah! That’s what we called our android devices.

You see, with all my “rehabilitative” capacities which I always presumably used to get my friends out of any trend. When BBM finally hit the android OS and I got hooked on… there was no looking back for me, ‘cos with several BBM pins out there on the internet (mine inclusive) there was no restriction as to whom could reach me or who I could reach. So, though in reality I had come to be known as one who keeps a very short list of friends, the reverse was the case for this virtual world I was plunging into.

Actually, it was more of a free fall than a plunge. For I had never been exposed to this level of freedom where you could say anything to anyone ‘cos you never expect to meet them and even if the probability to stumble on any of them was there, it was extremely low except the party(ies) involved made a conscious effort to meet. Enough of the exposure on social media already, the point is that I got involved with the wrong set of people who actually set me up to take the fall for their crime.

Seated right now, I see that my unnecessary need for speed has led to my life being totalled on the Asphalt of life’s race. So as I await my judgement now, be it “Guilty or not Guilty”, “Charged or Acquitted” I know that I have already paid the price for my folly. ‘Cos whether I end up in jail or my house, the wheels on this chair that I find myself attached to for mobility sake is a constant reminder that I should never think for once that I’m in charge. Rather, I should always do all things with fear and trembling with respect to the Omniscience of the Almighty.

So, for all of you out there who may always think you’re in charge, never for once think it so. ‘Cos by strength shall no man prevail as the wisest book on Earth put it and also went ahead to say that cursed is the man who relies on human strength and blessed is he who relies solely on the Almighty.

I have decided to rely solely on Him for everything including getting me out of this valley in His own way. I hope you do too.

God bless.

Peace’s Pieces

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Peace. I sometimes wonder what it is, as if to say dictionaries make me wary of dictions. But think about it, what would you call peace and secondly how easy would it be for someone to waltz by and piss on that little piece of peace you’ve pieced together? How hard is it for you to weep?

I’ve seen little girls dance well to no music, and heard art painted with stories of pure pain. Its contrast so diverse we sigh loudly, as if to say peace is beyond our assimilating.

Yet we preach it loud in our little congregations; Peace, Peace, Peace, thus promise politicians. But they lost it back at Adam and wept till they were breast-fed. They say the truth is bitter, so they gave Him vinegar.

Say Peace is the lack of conflict, or war or infringement of freedom. We look for it in trophies that…

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EVERYDAY JESUS.

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DAY #3: FALL BACK.

I listened to a Song by Lecrae(Rebel album ), entitled, “Fall Back”. Trust me, that song has a whole lot to posit. Here;

I know you might have seen it on the TV
You hear it on the radio and CD(fall back)
But you can be deceived pretty easy
Believe me… you might wanna (fall back)
The enemy’s crafty and misleading
That’s why I use the word of God to Lead me
And I ain’t eating everything they feed me
Tryna deceive me…so I gotta fall back

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
Lies in them songs lies on television
No telling what lies on the television
Learned sarcasm, sexism, racism
Learned to worship money cars
Learned to hate Christians
All the Christians in the movies so typical
Alcoholic, child molesting, hypocritical and mystical
They say since everyone is doing it it’s normal
But Jesus says be transformed and don’t let them conform you
You ain’t thin enough you need diet
You need a psychic everybody does it you should try it
Spring break hit the beach what you s’posed to do?
Be careful what you let the media impose on you
You learned how to find peace from TV shows
You learned how to ride clean from them videos
In 30 seconds a commercial have you mixed up
(call now and we can have your whole life fixed up)

[Verse 2: Trip Lee]
These days if you watch the, box you should block your
Mind in these times, and them lies that could lock you
They telling girls in our world to be hot stuff
And telling dudes link with crews on the block tough
Plus I’m feeling like they mock us
They think that God is old school like a box cut
But I’m sure that His flock’s tough
And we can judge what is bug, and live pleasing in His sight when the clock’s up
I hope we gazing through His lens with eyes
So we can defend what it is when we get they lies
Its on that cash that they fix they mind
Man they always saying cheese like its picture time (be easy)
Tell em cool it with the mind games
I’m chasing Christ, I’m renewed in my mind frame
And removed from them tired games
Then say my life it ain’t mine man
We must remove the damaged parts like a tire change

[Verse 3: Lecrae]
Be rebel let the word of God lead you
Satan uses media to tempt you and deceive you
He will lead ya leach ya leave ya
So be careful as you navigate thru media
Take heed for gravity get the best of you
And you find the concrete bench pressing you
Use the word of God to help filter all that
Before you fall into the trap you better fall back

[Verse 4: Trip Lee]
You know what I call that? I call that maturity
Learning how to fall back so you can live in purity
Learning how to walk that and saying them you ain’t luring me
The media is meeting us with lies but He’s curing me (be easy)
I know them guys trying to hype you
But cling to the Lord’s Word, flee from them vipers
We spitting aiming at your heart like snipers
We’d like for you to desire God like Piper

That’s just it, Friend.. IT’S MATURITY WHEN YOU LEARN TO FALL BACK,even when you’re Falling . For we have a foundation, already laid. God is the standard, so we don’t let the mould of the world’s system put us comfortably into their fix.

“So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.”

God desires that all day long of our lived, that we be fit to stand before HIM. Malachi 3:2 says,

“But who will be able to stand up to that coming? Who can survive his appearance?”

EVERYDAY of Jesus guarantees our Right standing with God. He is God’s righteousness. And;

“He’ll be like white-hot fire from the smelter’s furnace. He’ll be like the strongest lye soap at the laundry. He’ll take his place as a refiner of silver, as a cleanser of dirty clothes. He’ll scrub the Levite priests clean, refine them like gold and silver, until they’re fit for God, fit to present offerings of righteousness. Then, and only then, will Judah and Jerusalem be fit and pleasing to God, as they used to be in the years long ago.”

Let’s keep Falling Back, Friends.
JESUS, Everyday.

GRACE!

Mimi Okwara © 2015.