When fear knocks at your door, send faith to get it and you’ll discover there is no one at the door.
Dirt
Lord, my Lord,
The God who is My Redeemer
The God who has formed me from the womb
Your hands are filled with wonder
Your mind cultivates the words of life.
My God Jesus Christ, is sensitive to love yet all powerful.
My heart trembles,
momentarily,
when He shows me His unending power.
Like a freshly crumpled piece of paper
Inching . .
It’s .. ..
way ……
OPEN !
Yah we are gracious
That you have made our hearts and our minds potential soil for your words of truth.
Those truths sprout and blossom as we are given opportunity to grow to Him.
The fabric of His kingdom is potentially all around us.
Our obedience ,
Our love,
makes
that fabric real.
Yah grant us wisdom and then strength
In your holy name.
QUICK QUOTEs
Prayer is not asking, it is a longing of the soul. It is a daily admission of ones weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without heart.
I KNOW A WOMAN
I know a woman who is beautiful in form, in heart and in works. creative and strong-willed she is
I know a woman who had a business that wouldn’t yield increase. Friends and neighbours advised her to venture into other businesses other than hers.
I know a woman who wouldn’t listen to idle talks nor take discouragement to heart, refusing “can’t do” for an answer.
I know a woman who didn’t stop trying, remained focused and expectant, that latter days would speak for itself.
I know a woman who prayed her way through, had a filter in her ear and achieved with God as chief.
I know a woman who after few years is envied by many, celebrated by the high and low including her friends and neighbours that thought she couldn’t succeed there.
I know a woman who didn’t give up on her dreams, but fought the odds and won in style.
I know a woman who understands the power of God mighty in all and of a god that she is, not letting circumstances stop her.
I know a woman who can rise when she falls, virtuosity personified, and happy that she never let go of God and herself.
I know a woman who can PERSEVERE
-Michelle
ANOTHER CHILDHOOD
I look at cheering children waving wildly
Time stands still, then turns tidily to past periods
Pleasing tunes fill my ears, pure feelings fly through from the within
The world when I was an avid dreamer, innocent, impressionable
The field in which I played peacefully, rowdily rocking, running kid
Days of sunlight, brightness, breezy stillness, joy overwhelming
Nothing dampened by life’s weary shades, all shaded by trust
Belief simple, straightforward conception, uninjured heart
Today I remember, and think of bygone beauty, lost love
Evaporated essence
This is the era of energetic grinding to a halt
Battles to brew bragging rights, treks to thrive, to survive
Glass paned building of dizzying highs, might, defiant, arrogant
Flawed floured thatched shacks and shanties, lowly, must avoid
Pursue purpose packed and stacked as material, as showforms
Edibles and raised shoulders and pumped out chests, plus yachts
If need be
They were there, some needed, when I was younger
But now, no longer childish or simple, I am complex and compelled
Completely taken by sharper focus upon the world’s wants and wannabes
I had stage frights for fearful eyes
I have stage frights for finished ego
It was once nature’s patterns that intrigued me
Its now ultimate questions that jolt my conscience
I am rich, yet paupered
Because counting coins may picture greed, not humble learning
The sweetness is gone with innocence
I now smile wickedly, but detest that look on my face
I want the life back
All of the great adventures a carefree child undertakes
All of that freedom to fly further afield, fearlessly too
All of the nice smells from Christmas packages and dishes to savour
All of the looking forward to my loving Father’s return
I know He’ll bring me gifts I’ll delightfully devour, experience
He’s sure to take me up from my standing point
To raise me up from the rough patch of present wrinkles
To toss me into sky high joy, in jubilance for our victory
And place me on His shoulders, where true rest always will be.
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Mere improvement is not redemption…God became man to turn turn creatures into sons: not simply to produce better men of the old kind, but to produce a new kind of man.
-C.S. Lewis
THE WAY.
I live a life;
Pretty beautiful, no strife;
Each step taken with the rolling day;
There is something about the WAY!
I try to think of why;
I feel my senses going all dry;
I find rest in the gaze,of a radiant ray;
That’s the WAY!
I walk through the path;
Circumspectly, living up the pact;
Ask me why; don’t know whatta say;
I’ll just keep walking in the WAY.
We’re no victims of accidents;
A makeshift?
That’s a punch on His face;
We’re products of Providence;
Divinely, given a lift.
We rest on the anchor of GRACE;
THERE’S SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY!
Mimi Okwara © 2015.
QUICK QUOTEs
As a believer, the devil is only as strong as the authority you’re not exercising
The Christ a Poet Team
