ROD, STAFF AND EMBASSY

December 31, 2024December 31, 2024Leave a comment

Hi again! I hope you’ve had an amazing day. It’s the perfect time to dive into these inspiring creative works from Freestyle Friday.

Topic: ROD, STAFF AND EMBASSY
DATE: 15TH NOVEMBER, 2024
HOST: GODZNIEL

Our beginning was marked by grace with this creation from Zoe ziva
Rod, A shepherd’s humble tool, guiding and keeping the flock
Moses’ weapon, to split the sea in two; so God’s people could flock along.
A Symbol of power to deliver
The staffs loyal brother.

Staff, the rods companion. A symbol of support.

Embassy – A sanctuary, one that reminds me of my body. A kingdom with sacred walls and sacred words. A people created to spread love.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Freestyle Friday concluded beautifully with this offering from GodzNiel:
Immature when I get marched up
Feelings made of paper so I get torn up
Called God,
and he Word-dunked me when he turned up
Now I’m feeling like Ice though I dey burn up
Christ’s up, most loved as a sacrifice
Dont throw off God’s love to soliloquize
Only help really matters when a baby cries
And it’s all forgotten when the kid is wise

No kidding
We hearken to God’s leading
The drift is only art when Yah is my steering

Rod and staff, day comforting
Wander left,
Then I’m saved by his writing
Sign to the Pilgrims, my team
C. A. P. things,
scarce retiring
I was once so petty
Cleaned my December from detty
Dodged those Devil sent to get me
Green pastures na im get me
I am a Christ Embassy

Oya
Kilometers lay before me
Father said it’ll be a long journey
Lost before, but Mercy found me
Ugh
Worst if I succeeded digging oil
Holy Drill, I’m waiting on the Lord
Prayers, Praise and dying daily
Ugh
Rap so deep, it’s God’s reality
Rap to this, devotion said to me
It is not cheap to be Holy
It will take grace to God’s dp

God of compassion and mercy
He who parts earth and sea
Hovering over, you’re the very beginning
One rod and the Pharaoh is drowning
Barren lands bear fruit from your talking
And a storm won’t stop you from walking

And a storm won’t stop our war ship

This time together was truly enriching. I’m grateful we could share it. Until next time, stay blessed 🥂

Authors
Zoe Zive
GodzNiel

Wheat

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I have never seen Everson but my brother he is
And he’ll never sin on my scene, never bother with it
Young Charles and the step-fam would be arguing things
But they tried to eat and clean mouth so forked in our things
UC typing with no network
Cast your words and let’s work
Electrifying verses versus, we wrote culture shock
That reminds of Godswill on the LinkedIn thought
When I write nowadays
I’m Kendrick in my brain
When I’m emotional, I’m Drake
I give UC catarrh like Wayne
I should learn to edit
Ed, Edd and Edit
Today I was writing slower, with no beat when I read it
And yet I found no timing like I used to back ’13
I feel the neck of Nonso pendulum-ing in reprimand
I read my counterparts and there’s no doubting, I understand.
No buts about this, discipline, I need to robot; Oh God, the speed is messing with the taste of the yogurt.
Uh
I’ve known the height and yet the might was not the way I reached it
No poltergeist, I’m hunting light and all the ways to reach it
Beyond delight, in day or night, I sought to not be rigid
To please the wise and, like a kite, be gliding high in reason
Back
To
Work
One week of intermittent prayer
Constant in the fact that you will see me there
No foul play, I am not a Layer
The season is for harvest so I’m switching gear
Trousers and Head gears
These were the past cares
And don’t get me started on a vaccines being scares
Plans of the antichrist, I’m laughing past tears
I thought of saying it earlier on my family group
But they’ll call me disrespectful and I’m getting in soup
As long as souls are told the gospel, I am cool with the loop
Light is always gonna win, when it’s dark imma stoop
Make dem no go use me shine, “Sorry” no be control-z
I’ll be studying all that time, Me and Mine be on the beat.
We’ll be praying and researching, from the back to front row seats
Then I’m studio-ing it all, yeah it’s QuChi and the Wheat!!!