Look for yourself, and you will find in the long run only hatred, loneliness, despair, rage, ruin, and decay. But look for Christ, and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in
APRIL-FULL!
Wow!
Its almost like a week ago we were sharing the good cheer of Christmas looking forward to a new year. Today, we mark the first day of the fourth month of that same year and the ticking time is still on the move. In what may have seemed like no time, a lot has happened: God has really come through on His word for greater works than any we have ever seen. We have crossed so many milestones together and what’s more, my country now has a new leadership en route.
Amongst a myriad of tasteful word crafts and arts, we want to dedicate the next 30 days to thanking God. The need to give thanks to God Almighty cannot be over-emphasized so we employ you to join us as we all appreciate our God through the month of April.
We would be sharing testimonies, quotes and special pieces towards giving thanks to our God. To join in, you just send any article, poem or testimony to our mailbox at christapoet@gmail.com and we would happily share it on this and other platforms we control.
It’s a month full of praise.
Enjoy the ride!
God bless
Ezeonyeka Godswill
Chief Editor
Christ A Poet Team
WAR: THE LAST MORSEL
As I swallow the second to the last morsel of eba*
I almost choke it up
When I heard the news reporter
Give a detailed report of the impending chaos
I got up hurriedly
Rushed to meet my family
Packed our precious belongings
And rushed to the basement
Day after day, week after week
The racketing of bombs above our heads
The anguished cry of the captives never dies down.
In my sleep
I shed unshed tears
I pray unprayed prayers
Hoping against hope.
Taking stock of the situation
Outside my comfort zone
My horrible dream comes true
Tears find their way out of my eye sockets
Dismembered arms, amputated limbs
Gorged eyes, flayed faces
Some recognizable, some not.
My stomach retched at the sight
I walked in a dazed stupor
Drunken in anguish, reeling from shock
Weary from psychological stress
Stumbling, stumbling across my fallen brothers
What hope is there for me?
And my ever distraught family
I sighed and gnashed my teeth
As I remembered my last morsel of eba*
That meal is better off than me
Sitting coolly in one place
Not caring anything about the affairs of this world
So my thoughts ran paranoid.
Alas! out of the thick black darkness
A bright light knifed through
Shining, cutting through the darkness
Bringing with it love, joy and peace
Peace, Oh peace like a river
Giving me peace in times of war
Like cold water on my sun-fried back
Cooling my very innards
With the Prince of Peace riding in glory
Accompanied by the shout of angels
Saying “Peace, on earth”
Then ceased the wind
And there was a great calm
Giving me hope again.
*cassava flour
#rhematown iss. 19
QUICK QUOTES
Its not a matter of ‘if’ but ‘when’
EMOTIONS
Big words, big thoughts
Two minutes gone and your head is in a whirl
But your heart now rules over your head
A while ago you could swear you had control
Yet the reality yells its judgement at you
Guilty as charged!
We had them 4 laws in physics
Formed to thicken our brain linings
Irrational is how the studies reflect
what we already know
But, lemme do the fill-ins : -motions-
Made to move in a particular direction
Passion of the Christ,
But we replace the ‘Christ’ and reprogram our thoughts
E-mortals
So we end up drowning only in these E-motions our sites have created, as we fall through our minds
E-portals
So, a single working of my little mind
Sent me spiraling down the ocean floor
Sucked into depths unimaginable
Singing the widow’s dirge
Till God with His mighty hand
Lifted me up and made me stand
They say “buckle up, be a man”
Though keeping it all in seems hard
I wish I could put down this façade of strength
“If I let You in, just maybe you could help”
Told it to Jesus and just like that
He fixed me and taught me what it really meant to be a man
When I felt He left
I coulda sworn I was a walking casket
Tears, frowns, blood flowing through gowns
As I run to meet my pastor
I poured all my thoughts but felt wasted
Like putting red wine into a basket
But when I reconciled with Grace
’twas worth breaking my box of alabaster
#freestlyefriday
QUICK QUOTEs
The distance between you and your desired solution is equal to the distance between your knees and the ground if you can but pray
FoOR FOr ThOUghT
If it was easy, everybody would do it
If it were cheap, everybody would have it
If it were lightweight, everybody would carry it
If the challenges seem endless, its because it’s worth it
And that’s why you are the only one risking it
Grace
Christ a poet 