Only Jesus is worthy to be enthroned in our thoughts. We aren’t worthy to get our thoughts just fixed on us.
Cindy Dike
Fixed?
There is a reason we respect those who fix us
For we are married to mistakes and misgives
If we had no one to fix what was once broken up
There is no telling the darkness reality would be
There is a reason we respect those who try to fix us
Where others standby helpless and in hopeless anguish
They step on the price of past sacrifice to reach hope
And for a moment longer they give us a reason to believe
There is a reason we respect those who fail to fix us
Their failure comes at a cost of more than bargained for
If they could, they would work harder and not give up
But a one-eyed man can only lead a blind man so far
There is a reason we need a renewal and not a fix
Like Eden, this wound is located beyond man’s search
Jesus on the cross provided us a homing signal to healing
and “It is finished” was for us an eternal discharge
Now our respect may be well placed on these fixers
But they make no promises, only a willingness to try
Jesus offers you his life so you don’t have to fix yours
Now that is a certain promise for your faith and life
– Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2020
Patience during trials has a work and that is to produce you. We don’t just go through the trial, we grow through it.
Cindy Dike
Don’t Be Deceived
He came not for the righteous preachers
but forsook the glory to save lost sinners
from destruction of the night
into God’s marvelous light
“…they that be whole need not a physician
but they that are sick.”
He came not to condemn
but here to usher you
into a new realm of love
that’s more sacrificial than a dove
“for when we were still sinners
Christ died for us..”
He came for reconciliation
of men to their God
not for humiliation
of men by the Lord
“…for I am come not to call the righteous,
but sinners to repentance.”
then He taught them to live in true obedience.
Don’t be deceived:
He offered us liberty
to be law-free.
He gave us grace
to be performers of His holy scene
not as a licence to sin.
“For sin shall not have dominion over you:
for ye are not under the law, but under grace.”
Don’t be decieved!
Christ is here
calling you to believe
inviting you to live.
leave fear,
“Come“, Love says.
Josh’ Oloyede Oluwafemi.
©2020
The nature of sin is like an invisibility cloak…
Somto Onubogu
Put it on and you hide from Abba.
But He still searches for you
Genesis 3:9
Clouds
I wear these sunglasses to see
The shadowed paintings of the sun meet
My ever-wandering thoughts;
These wintered trees I fought.
I wear this fainne as though I’m at peace with my past
A broad smile, loud laugh like a ship’s mast
Then hug myself twice a day
As a promise never to let my mouth say
I shake hands with tomorrow
Afraid of all it could bring; love, joy, hate and sorrow
This bromance that refuses to align to a scheme
Like the clouds of this year in multiple themes
Symolean Mikado Goodest
© 2020
You bring the judgement and justice of God over darkness and injustice when you beam the light of the Love-Life of God on it- manifest!
Favour Omeje
Take My Hands Instead
One pill…
Two pills…
Three pills…
And another…take my hands.
Isn’t that a perfect metaphor for how you go bananas, dig your feet into those coloured clips, stain your teeth with the feel, stain your fill with the filth, and assume the other filths fade?
Isn’t that how it makes you feel? The peel? No?
Then talk to me.
I want to hear it…take my hands.
This time, get high on the drug of my attention, snort on my love and exhale passion, and if clasping my hands will help, take them, let the tension go.
At first I didn’t listen because I thought it wasn’t you speaking. Your liver called out to me, your lungs did too, your strained heart cried out to me, I heard a million tears fall from your triggered body.
I don’t know and I probably won’t understand you. But I know that nobody puts a gun at his throat and expects to survive.
Give me the gun, and take my hands.
Dear Amanda
Ice Nwa Ǹkwọ
D. Niel Quchi
© 2020
